Sometimes Life Hurts

This morning at 5:20 AM my alarm sounded and a new day began. As always, I checked to see if any messages had come through and, sure enough, I had missed two phone calls. The calls I missed where from family members and I knew when I saw them that it wasn't news I wanted to hear. 

Yesterday, Piet Swart, a sweet, golf loving, big smile giving, laughing, curve ball throwing little boy, went to be with Jesus. He had battled cancer for just over 866 days or 1/2 of his too short life. 

I've never had to navigate the death of a child and I can not imagine how it's done. My prayers are with Jenn, his mommy, Pieter, his daddy, and Cameron, his big brother. That God will wrap His arms around their heartache and give them peace in the midst of trial. 

Life is fragile and sometimes it just hurts. In loving memory of Piet....