All the Little Children Need to Come Home

After a sudden death of a son, he and his mom tell their story as they both adjust to the new surroundings and come to terms with his loss. In Heaven, though, he is encouraged to tell and show his family to other children so they can see that families can be safe, parents can be loving. One little angel, Haley, becomes so entranced with his mom, that she decides to leave Heaven and show up at the mother's front door. Little by little, all the children who have been listening to the stories about his childhood, family and friends, want to leave as well. The world is confused and perplexed by the suddeness of all these little children showing up on doorsteps, or in supermarkets, or a churches, around the town of Woodridge Lake to claim a good and loving family. Michael, the angel who guides all the newly arrived souls, has a dilemma. So the young man has to go to the town and bring them back without his mom seeing him. He gets help from a variety of angels, in Heaven and on Earth.


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There was a whispering among the wind about the changes that were approaching.  Little footsteps clamored daintily above the clouds in the darkened sky as nighttime arrived. Skittish little giggles, mixed with happiness of little ones who had never had the chance to experience what life was all about. Innocence. Someone was going to join them. That’s all they knew and they anxiously anticipated the arrival.

But there were sad whisperings among the wind as well. From those who had lived well beyond the years of the little ones. They knew the heartbreak that was coming. They were all prepared to swoop down upon the loved ones who would be left behind.  Their job was to protect and comfort, and help with the healing.

 It was usually easier with those of faith. They were the ones who somehow understood through their shock, and anger and pain, that somehow they would get through. They would choose to get through it because of their faith. They would somehow rely on the truth that there was a better place waiting. Although they would not agree easily, because they still wanted them here, not there, they were willing to step into a new tomorrow, with trepid steps and a hopeful heart. They learned to bring the memories with them and appreciate the time they had.  It is a hopeful expectation that life, as difficult as it was to wake each morning and continue to breathe, would go on in a new bewildering world.

But it would be the ones who did not believe, or hope to  understand that where they were now was just a brief place in time. These were the ones that were the hardest to protect and guide to healing. For they stayed in a place of anger, fraught with a fear and a missing that left them feeling helpless…so bereft. For the normal outlines of faith and hope would not work for them. Things needed to be proven. Even in the absence of any proof at all.

And so the wind wept quietly as the smiles of little children and the tears of those who were older, waited gently into the night, sadly anticipating the coming of what would break many hearts below when morning came.

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