Tuesday 25th of October 2011

Whispers to Heaven

Call me crazy, but I truly believe my son is my Guardian Angel. I speak to Cristian often. I speak to him when I need courage, when I feel sad, when I miss him. I ask Cris to help others all the time too. Like for my best friend, Jackie. Cris knew and loved Jackie very much, he also loved her son Lucas. Lucas was Jackie’s Angel baby that passed on. I know our boys are in heaven, and I called on them to watch over Jackie’s sensitive pregnancy. With the help of many prayers, Jackie gave birth to a healthy, beautiful, baby girl. I know this little princess has some of the most special angels in heaven protecting her.

I also know that I am not the only one who speaks to Cris, I know my family and friends do too, and even some of you whom I have never met. I sometimes sit back in amazement of my son. How did such a little boy, touch so many? Thank you Cris, for choosing me out of all the Mommies in the world. Thank you God, for sending us an Angel.

God promised his children eternal life. For anyone who has ever lost someone, you are not alone.
“For God commands the angels to guard you in all your ways.
With their hands they shall support you,
lest you strike your foot against a stone.”
Psalms 91:11-12

The word angel comes from the Greek word, angelos; which means messenger. God is always speaking to us, only when our hearts are open are we able to hear him. I will leave you all with a poem I dedicated to Jackie on the loss of her son long before my Angel left me. Today I would like to dedicate it to Juju’s Mom, Francesca.

The Cord
We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.

It’s not like the cord
That connects us ’til birth
This cord can’t been seen
By any on Earth.

This cord does it’s work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.

I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.

It’s stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.

It pulls at my heart
I am bruised…I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can’t take it away!

Author Unknown

Love & Blessings,
Cristian’s Mommy
Jenelle Asencio