See you there, Jonathan
From the outside of the house, I could see the two-year-old boy peek through the window, smiled and waved, as though he was very excited to see us. My mum and I brought a little gift along, and even though he may not know us that well, there was surely a delight in his face when we entered his house and handed him the little gift.
Quiet at first, with his big sparkling eyes and lovable little expression on his face, he clung on very closely to mummy. “Jonathan, would you like to open your present?” I asked. He shook his head and just left it on the table. As his mum was talking to us, I slowly tried to talk to Jon again, pointed to his little tortoise and asked about it. Then, he began to walk over to the little creature, watched me admire his little companion. “That tortoise sure looks big from outside the glass, doesn’t it?”
“Hey Jon, look at all these cars you have on the table....can I play with them?” This time, he seemed to be more at ease with me and wasn’t as clingy to mummy.
“Jonathan, would you like to open your present?” I asked again. This time he nodded his head and did just that. “Now, let’s take a look at what’s in that book?” I said. “You’ve got stickers in there! Hey, look, here’s a fruit basket! What fruits would you like to have in there? Let’s pick the fruit stickers and stick them in the basket!” He gazed at the book attentively, didn’t say much, but his facial expression, eye contact, body language responded in such a way that he was having a conversation with me. We carried on with the sticker book and he would once a while say the word of the object that I pointed to in the book.
After engaging in the sticker activity, I proceeded to making a boat out of the wrapping paper and handed it to him. He began to chuckle, giggle, somewhat shy and scared when I pretended to make sounds and pushed the boat on the floor towards him. We did that a couple of times and he seemed to love this imaginary river that we were creating.
Before we realized it, our supposedly half hour visit turned into an hour plus. “Jon, I think it’s about time we have to go, but can we pray for you before we go?” There was a sudden change in his facial expression and gestures as he turned away and cuddled mummy once again. I could still picture the disappointed look in his face as he didn’t want to say goodbye. “I’ll see you again next time, Jon.”
“I’ll see you again next time……” but as of yesterday, I know that our meeting next time will be at a better place. A place called Heaven, where there’ll be no more suffering, no more tears, no more sorrows, no more pain, no more worries. Instead, there’ll be so much joy, peace, happiness, fun, laughter, singing and worshipping God for eternity!!! See you there, Jonathan.
(In memory of my 2-year old friend, Jonathan, who has bravely battled cancer and gone to be with the Lord on 23 March, 2007)
Quiet at first, with his big sparkling eyes and lovable little expression on his face, he clung on very closely to mummy. “Jonathan, would you like to open your present?” I asked. He shook his head and just left it on the table. As his mum was talking to us, I slowly tried to talk to Jon again, pointed to his little tortoise and asked about it. Then, he began to walk over to the little creature, watched me admire his little companion. “That tortoise sure looks big from outside the glass, doesn’t it?”
“Hey Jon, look at all these cars you have on the table....can I play with them?” This time, he seemed to be more at ease with me and wasn’t as clingy to mummy.
“Jonathan, would you like to open your present?” I asked again. This time he nodded his head and did just that. “Now, let’s take a look at what’s in that book?” I said. “You’ve got stickers in there! Hey, look, here’s a fruit basket! What fruits would you like to have in there? Let’s pick the fruit stickers and stick them in the basket!” He gazed at the book attentively, didn’t say much, but his facial expression, eye contact, body language responded in such a way that he was having a conversation with me. We carried on with the sticker book and he would once a while say the word of the object that I pointed to in the book.
After engaging in the sticker activity, I proceeded to making a boat out of the wrapping paper and handed it to him. He began to chuckle, giggle, somewhat shy and scared when I pretended to make sounds and pushed the boat on the floor towards him. We did that a couple of times and he seemed to love this imaginary river that we were creating.
Before we realized it, our supposedly half hour visit turned into an hour plus. “Jon, I think it’s about time we have to go, but can we pray for you before we go?” There was a sudden change in his facial expression and gestures as he turned away and cuddled mummy once again. I could still picture the disappointed look in his face as he didn’t want to say goodbye. “I’ll see you again next time, Jon.”
“I’ll see you again next time……” but as of yesterday, I know that our meeting next time will be at a better place. A place called Heaven, where there’ll be no more suffering, no more tears, no more sorrows, no more pain, no more worries. Instead, there’ll be so much joy, peace, happiness, fun, laughter, singing and worshipping God for eternity!!! See you there, Jonathan.
(In memory of my 2-year old friend, Jonathan, who has bravely battled cancer and gone to be with the Lord on 23 March, 2007)
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