Heidi, Aunt Gail is right. I too think your mom is painting those beautiful sunsets just to let you know she sees you and she loves you and she sees your tears, knows your fears, and loves you with her whole heart...so do I. He is bigger than all of this. Love Aunt Barb
Heidi, I was just getting to catch up on my blog reading and read yours. A couple of years ago I went to a seminar and this guy was singing a song he wrote called "Mommy Paints the Sky". He wrote it for his daughter because his wife had died and she always asked questions of what mommy was doing in heaven. Here are a couple of the verses: The wind blows your hair this warm November night Your small hand in mine and eyes that ask me why But I don't know, I don't know But somewhere in the sky Beyond the mountain peaks The moon will find its voice As the sun lays down to sleep You ask me why she is gone I don't know where to start As the sunset lights your face I see God knows how to heal little hearts So He has Mommy paints the sky With deep oceans blue She swirls the clouds red To dance just for you Mommy paints the sky With the laughter of God There by Jesus side So high above As if to say it won't be long Mommy paints the sky In the middle of the pain Thank you Jesus For keeping hope alive With the beauty of heaven Painted on an autumn sky
The song brought the audience to tears as we listened to this man sing. Love, Mrs. Heick
3 Comments:
At 8:05 PM, Gail said…
HEIDI, NOW COME ON. YOU KNOW YOUR MOM IS UP THERE PAINTING THEM WITH JESUS. THATS WHAT I ALWAYS THINK...LOVE YOU...AUNT GAIL
At 8:24 PM, Barb K said…
Heidi, Aunt Gail is right. I too think your mom is painting those beautiful sunsets just to let you know she sees you and she loves you and she sees your tears, knows your fears, and loves you with her whole heart...so do I.
He is bigger than all of this.
Love Aunt Barb
At 10:42 AM, Anonymous said…
Heidi,
I was just getting to catch up on my blog reading and read yours. A couple of years ago I went to a seminar and this guy was singing a song he wrote called "Mommy Paints the Sky". He wrote it for his daughter because his wife had died and she always asked questions of what mommy was doing in heaven.
Here are a couple of the verses:
The wind blows your hair this warm November night
Your small hand in mine and eyes that ask me why
But I don't know, I don't know
But somewhere in the sky
Beyond the mountain peaks
The moon will find its voice
As the sun lays down to sleep
You ask me why she is gone
I don't know where to start
As the sunset lights your face
I see God knows how to heal little hearts
So He has
Mommy paints the sky
With deep oceans blue
She swirls the clouds red
To dance just for you
Mommy paints the sky
With the laughter of God
There by Jesus side
So high above
As if to say it won't be long
Mommy paints the sky
In the middle of the pain
Thank you Jesus
For keeping hope alive
With the beauty of heaven
Painted on an autumn sky
The song brought the audience to tears as we listened to this man sing.
Love, Mrs. Heick
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