Ready or Not, Here I Come
“Gramma, what’s wrong, Gramma?”
The child’s soft, sweet voice drew her back to the present.
“Oh, Jessie, nothing’s wrong, really…just uncertain. Grandma’s feeling kind of sad this morning. I’ll be okay.”
“Sad, Gramma. Why sad?”
“Honey, you’re so young…but of course you need to know.”
“I give you a hug, Gramma?”
“Yes, yes. Come to me. Hug me and sit on Grandma’s lap.”
She took the child in her arms and gently held her close. A sudden surge of hope washed over her with her thought, “Children, precious children, the symbol of what is yet to come.”
“Thank you, Jessie. You are such a blessing to me.”
She cupped the child’s face in her hands and kissed her forehead, chin, each cheek and lastly her nose.
Jessie smiled, “Love you, Gramma.”
It’s a game Mary played with her grandchildren since they were born.
“Gramma, why do you cry?”
“Jessie, Grandma’s going to tell you now. You know how sad and confused we all are since the funeral. Honey, this morning, Uncle Jesus wasn’t in his special burial place. It was empty. He’s…gone.”
The tears in Mary’s eyes were met by a twinkle in the child’s eyes.
“Uncle’s not gone, Gramma. He’s back. He said he’d be back, Gramma. He told me. He said he’d play hide-and-seek one more time before going home. Can we go find him, Gramma, please? Let’s go, Gramma.”
“Jessie, I’m not sure it’s safe until we find out more about what’s going on. Let’s wait a little longer.”
“It’s okay, Gramma. Mack and Tommy will take me. We’ll be okay. We’ll find Uncle and he’ll give us bear hugs.”
“Okay, Jess, as soon as the boys get back…but you have to stay together.”
The door burst open. Mary dropped her stitching, snapped out of her pensive thoughts by the explosion of one small voice.
“Gramma, we found him. We found him, Gramma. I told you we would!”
Mary caught her breath as Jesus stepped in behind Jessie.
“My son, My Lord.” She fell into the arms of the one she once held in her own.
“Mother, are you surprised? I told you I’d be back,” he whispered in her ear.
“You’re alive, my precious son, my Lord. I love you.”
Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.
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