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3931 - Mary Interrante
Wednesday, October 17, 2007 06:33

Romans 15:13 "May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit."
You are loved and prayed for today.
God's best blessings,
Mary

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on your side;
bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
leave to your God to order and provide;
in every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: your best, your heav'nly Friend--
through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Praying for you during this very personal time.
Love, Cathy Evans

Lynette & James we too have been praying. We have not met you but knew of your trial through Molly Huffines who serves at Joni & Friends with our family. In 1988 I received a great comfort from a little booklet entitled Death of a Little Child by Dr. J. Vernon McGee. I wanted to share with you. . .
There is a story of sweetness and beauty which enlightens the heart of every parent who has lost a child. It concerns a custom among the shepherd folk of the Alps. In the summertime when the grass in the lower valley withers and dries up, the shepherds seek to lead their sheep up a winding, thorny, and stony pathway to the high grazing lands. The sheep, reluctant to take the difficult pathway infested with dangers and hardships, turn back and will not follow. The shepherds make repeated attempts, but the timid sheep will not follow. Finally a shepherd reaches into the flock and takes a little lamb and tucks it gently under his arm, then he reaches again and takes another lamb, placing it under the other arm. He starts up the precipitous pathway. Soon the mother sheep start to follow and afterward the entire flock. At last they ascend the torturous trail to green pastures.
The Great Shepherd of the sheep, The LORD Jesus Christ, our Savior, has reached into the flock and He has picked up your little lamb. He did not do it to rob you but to lead you out and upward. He has richer and greener pastures for you, He wants you to follow.

Will you follow Him? You will, if you catch of glimpse
of:

The Good Shepherd on the height,
Or climbing up the starry way,
Holding your little lamb asleep.
While like the mumur of the sea
Soundeth that voice along the deep,
Saying, "Arise, and follow Me."

So many are praying for you. So many love you in Christ Jesus. Look upward, we who have faith in the new life God promises are on an upward journey to green, glorious feilds and we will be united with our children, who will not be sick, but whole and alive and joyous to introduce us to The Sheperd.

Romans 12:15 "Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn."
Please know that you are not forgotten. We continue to lift your family in prayer. We rejoice in Sydney's restoration to her Heavenly Father, with a beautiful and perfect heavenly body. What glorious things Sydney must think of her wonderful family! As you try to find your way in a life that seems to move on all around you, I pray that you will know in your heart that others still mourn for you and with you, as well. Your pain is not forgotten. I hope that you are able to enjoy the comfort of family and relatives.
Blessings,
Mary

Lynette and James,

I have been praying for you all, and for the boys, lots lately. I wake up a lot in the middle of the night (7 months pregnant), and you are usually the first to come to my mind and so I pray. I think a lot about the last year and a half, and wanted to share something with you. When you were first in NY/first dealing with Sydney's illness, my focus was on your strength, and courage, and it was very encouraging and inspiring. I admired you and found myself hoping that I would be as steadfast as you both, if faced with the same situation. As I look back now, over the whole 18 month span though, I realize that what God did for me, was to shift the focus from your strength, to His. I am still inspired by your courage, still thankful for all you dared to share with all of us, a lot of whom you do not know well. But the life-changing thing that has happened to me, is that God has reminded me that there is a much bigger picture, that it is all true, that He is really coming, this is not the end....and that He is indeed a strong and loving Father who cares for a holds His children daily, in the palm of His hand. I watched Him give you strength for each day as you called out to Him and remembered that He cares for me the same way, right now. I am holding on to hope again, hope that I didn't notice had slipped away. I am also realizing I can enjoy my life without fear, which had slipped in and was creeping all around and stealing joy from me and the life I've been given, with wonderful friends and family. All of this revelation, and all through the life of a little girl that I passed in the halls at Providence, but did not know. It took my breath away to watch the slide show at Sydney's Memorial service.....it was heartbreaking and glorious at the same time and my heart was both breaking and singing at once, if that's possible. I was so thankful to be able to be at her service and to get to know more about her spunky little personality, and to get to hear many funny Sydney stories/Sydney-isms. What a riot...a little spitfire. Know that you are being lifted up to the One with enough strength to carry you, all the way, until you and the boys and Sydney are reunited, this time forever. What a glorious reunion that will be. Love to you all, and humble thanks for being able to be touched by God through your sweet family.

Lauren Hickerson

Thinking and praying for you...
Mary

Dear Lynette & James,
Last night I began rereading your entries from last year and got to the one where you told Sydney that she was a little disciple. I woke up this morning wondering if my young boys know that they too are little disciples. I am going to preach that at home and at school! The sincerity of children is precious and they have an innocence that disarms others.

Luke keeps saying he wishes he could play with Sydney one more time. He has even dreamed that. I want him to cling to the fact that Sydney loved her family & Jesus, and he and John should never forget the example she set for them.

Thank you for being so faithful to your call as parents. God trusted you and you lovingly did all you could for Sydney. All the fruit of your faith will not be seen here on earth, but I pray you feel some comfort in the fact that many of us have been impacted.

With all my love & gratitude,
Ann

Lynette,
I would not know where to begin telling you how much your life has touched mine. I will try little by little to help you comprehend how your 17 month struggle changed me. However, at this moment I only want to tell you to keep looking up....He's coming back soon! What a joyful promise!
Love in Him,
Kellye

My husband spent over an hour yesterday going through all of your entries from first to last and came home a different man. He encouraged me to do the same today. I too will never be the same. I am in awe of our God more than ever and His sweet mercies that are new every morning. We do not know you, but feel as though we do because of your vulnerability and honesty in your entries. Thank you for blessing all of us with the faith that clearly came from the Giver. We will continue to pray for those of you that wait and long to meet your sweet Sydney again. Love, Carey and Chris Gidden

Learning To Breathe

Hello, good morning, how ya do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new

So this is the way
that I say that I need You
This is the way
This is the way

That I'm learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies

Hello, good morning, how ya been?
Yesterday left my head kicked in
I never thought I could fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad

I'm learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies

So this is the way
that I say that I need You
This is the way
That I say I love You
This is the way
That I say I'm Yours
This is the way
This is the way

Darling little Sydney gave me of the sweetest, cutest compliments I've ever received. When she was five years old, she declared with 100% certainty, "Aunt Jeane, you're the best cooker!" Then she proceeded to ask me if she could help me (in the kitchen). What a charmer! Even now, she continues to bless me.
Love,
Aunt Jeane

I keep thinking about Sydney and how awesome it must be for her to be with her Lord. I can just picture them arm in arm. She's beautiful, full of life, and fiesty as ever.

It's been such an honor to pray for Sydney. Thank you so much for sharing her story with all of us. There is now one more person in heaven I'm excited to meet someday!

I will continue to lift your family up in prayer, knowing God will be with you always.

Lynette sweetie... big Hugs to you!!!!

Love,
Sencie

The service for Sydney was so incredible. What a blessing to have been there! We continue to lift you up in prayer as you mourn--and we, even those way on the periphery of Sydney's world, which was so amazingly vast as she touched lives in so many places, even beyond Texas and New York--mourn with you, and for you. Sydney knows only joy now; it is harder for those she had to leave behind. May the Lord bless and keep you all. We pray for you.
Love,
Sally

James and Lynette, I am so sorry about your loss. I would have loved knowing Sydney. It sounds like she got your sense of humor James! You and my brother were quite a team growing up.

May your days get brighter,
God Bless,
Jerri Howell Webb

James, Lynette and family...
THANK YOU for sharing your journey with us these past many months. I so appreciated the notes about Sydney's memorial service. She did touch many lives. God bless you today!

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