I miss her all the time, but there are at least one or two moments in every day when I miss Mallory incredibly much . . . moments when I think of something she is missing that she would have loved . . . when something happens that I want to share with her but can't (our multiple daily phone calls about minute details of our lives that no one else would care about is one of the things I still miss the most -I still pick up the phone to call her sometimes!) . . . moments when family are gathered together and she is not there with us . . . moments when I watch Javen play and think about how much Aunt Mal wanted to be a part of his life and how she would have loved to watch him growing up. . . moments when I see other sisters growing older together and wonder why we didn't get that chance . . .
Then I recall Psalm 84:10 - Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere, and I am reminded that Mallory is not missing out on anything, that she is experiencing a peace and a wholeness and a joy that none of us here has the capacity to imagine, that she would not trade even one day of experiencing God's presence in Heaven for a full lifetime here. Sadness is so opposite from joy, but when I recall Psam 84, I am truly able to feel both deep sorrow and deep joy at the same time.
Sweet Mal, you are so very missed here, but your life continues to be remembered and celebrated by many, and it continues to impact lives and bring glory to God. Love and miss you!

Oh, Whitney. What a sweet post. Praying for you in your ache and loss, while knowing Mallory celebrated her birthday the King! Hugs.
ReplyDeleteWhat a precious post my friend. Praying for you, I can't imagine how tough it is without Mallory. Rejoicing with you that she is celebrating with Jesus. Love you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful picture of her with Javen. Thank you for sharing your heart and the scriptures that you are given. Sad with you she is not here, but rejoicing she is in heaven with our Lord Jesus.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how I missed this post back in August....but what beautiful writing, friend. Funny that I found this today, since as I was walking down the street in Beijing, I thought of Mal. Of how she would laugh at me freezing my butt off because I wanted to wear my favorite skirt..and I smiled and laughed at myself too. I love you so incredibly much...
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