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The Light of Emalee, the Love of Christ }
By
Laura Mae Sifuentes
In moments of sweet solitude, I recall our memories shared.
Times when going back to them, you are truly there, sensing every detail.
Making you smile for the first time with our hands over your eyes, our faces
would light up and giggle at the simplicity and fun of it. But best of all was
when you would laugh, a loud inhale and squeal that brought the whole house
down laughing in unison. You were our baby sister, our little angel, and our
family miracle. It was perfect, those moments of love and joy.
Most of all I will never forget your purpose in our lives.
We often hear about love from the time we are born, but understanding love,
pure and selfless in its most truthful form, is what Christ lived and taught.
Emalee did just that. In order to love her, you had to practice selfless love.
She was limited in all that she had, a body that could not move by her own will
and a voice that could not speak. She never ran into my room to give me a hug
and a kiss. She never called to say I miss and love you. She never went on a
run with me. She never sang a song with me. Instead, we had to go to her and
find her, search for her, and love her all on our own will. If we wanted to
watch something downstairs we had to pick her up and bring her down. If we
wanted to go out with friends, but couldn’t bring her, than we would have to
stay home.
Emalee gave us the greatest gift of all, to love one another
without judgment or selfishness. She was what Jesus embodied, she wanted to
love us, but we had to come to her first. And though these times are sorrowful,
the promise God gives us that we may one day see her beautiful smiling face, in
all her perfection, is more comforting than the loss of her body here on earth.
His grace is sufficient, and her purpose was to show us the way, the truth, and
the life so that one day we may have an opportunity to choose to meet her in
heaven.
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