She sat in front of me last Sunday night at church… a little
girl… named Morgan.  I smiled at her and she smiled back.
I didn't know Morgan very well.  I was new at church.
She was there with her Grandparents that night because
her Mother had been seriously ill for the last few weeks
and hadn't been home from the  hospital very long.
Although I didn't know them very well yet,
I knew that Morgan had gone through
heart surgery a year or so ago and I couldn't help but think
about even other illnesses and losses her family had been
through in recent years.  As I thought about this,
I breathed a prayer for her mothers recovery.

We were all singing Christmas carols that night.
Morgan was sitting with her sister and other children
who were about the same age,
they were singing “O Come All Ye Faithful.”
They sang  with excitement and sometimes they would look
at each other and quietly giggle behind their hymn books.
I smiled as I watched them.  “O Come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord”, they sang with emphasis
as they ended the song . They were worshiping God
the way we are all supposed to… with joy
in our hearts.  They were glad to be together and
to be singing songs about the birth of Jesus.

If I had known this was the last time I would see Morgan,
I would have told her how wonderful she was
and I would have hugged her before I left.
You see, a few days later while we were on a long trip,
we got a phone call that Morgan had unexpectedly left this world
and had gone to be with her Lord
that she had sung to so joyfully last Sunday.

No one knew that Morgan would be leaving so quickly that day.
 She went to school and  it seemed like any other day.
No one had a chance to say good-bye.

Morgan reminds us that there is a last song, a last hug, a last smile,
a last moment and  we never know when that will be.
She reminds me to savor the time that I have
with those that I love and that every second is a precious gift.
She reminds me to never withhold a hug, a smile,
or the words, "I love you".   But most of all, she reminds me to be
ready to meet God because I never know when it will be my turn
to step into eternity.  Morgan reminds me of what really matters.

Morgan knew what was really important even as a child.
She loved her family, her church, and her friends,
but most of all she loved Jesus.  I know this because
I saw His love in her face and His joy in her voice when she sang.

Morgan has shown us all this Christmas what matters the most….
and when I grow up, I want to be just like Morgan.

“…and a little child shall lead them.”

“Suffer the little children to come unto me,
and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.”

by Pamela R. Blaine
Copyright, December 2000
 

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