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Here is a beautiful poem that was written for Calli, by her friend Kalie Seizmore. We were blessed to read it the day after she went home....we cried, knowing that this is just what Calli would be saying to us.

 

What does courage look like to you?

Do you think of the colors red, white, and blue?

Do you think of someone who stood up for the weak?

Someone who never gives up until they find what they seek?

All of these things are nice that’s true,

 but I think of something different than you.

I think of a young girl whose life went into a whirl

Why, you ask does she come to mind?

A girl whose life was in a bind?

Because she was stronger and braver than most

even though her body would soon become a host

A host of a terrible thing

 something that makes you not want to sing

Cancer I’ve been told has no cure

unfortunately the doctors were sure

She had the courage of a warrior and the strength of a solider.

That is how you would describe her

She fought for over a year, over many a shed tear

To be free from cancer was her plea

to run and dance again and just to be

On the fourth of July at age 15

she met her Lord and King

All I can do is cry as I wonder why?

But if she was here today I know that she would say:

“It was a long hard fight, it was a long last night

It was the pain and the sorrow

 and the hope for a tomorrow

You loved, you cared, everything you had you shared

You gave, and you hoped

I know you tried and did your best to cope

Now that I’m gone I want you all to carry on

I want you to laugh like you used to

and smile till it hurts you

Now I can see, it’s just the way He said it would be

With the saints, the angles,

Jesus, and me

Our prayer didn’t turn out wrong

now I get to join in with the angles song

In the chorus up above the chorus of love

With the saints, the angels, Jesus, and me

Wrapped in the arms of Jesus is where I wanted to be,

I heard Him say ‘this ones with Me’

I wish that you could smell these flowers

and marvel in His powers

If you could see the pearly gates

and all of the treasure that awaits

You would be happy for me no tears would we see

Here with the saints, the angels, Jesus, and me

I know its hard living in the world of darkness;

just wait till you see this kingdom of brightness

This is truly where we belong ;

singing in with the angels song

When you reach the kingdom too,

know that I will be waiting for you

With the saints, the angles, Jesus, and me.”

That is what I believe my dear friend would say.

I don’t think she would have it any other way

Now do you see why I think of her?

Do you understand madam or sir?

She was and will always be

a wonderful memory living in me.

See you soon.

This song was written by a guy that lost his little girl.  Calli was so drawn to it, from the first time that she heard it, she played it over and over again and said, "Mom, I don't know why, but I am so drawn to this song."  Well, now we know, she wants us to hear the message in it.

 

She wants us to sing a song of HOPE.  Her hope was not just to be healed.  Someone said to me, "So much for, "Pray Believe and Dare to Hope..."  WHAT?  No, no, we continue to pray, believe and dare to HOPE that we will see Jesus and Calli again.  her Hope, our HOPE was greater than just being healed from a disease, her hope was higher, and LIVING.  We have a LIVING HOPE in Jesus.  No prayer was wasted, no breath of hope said in agony and tears for her healing was wasted...Hope is not lost!

She is singing

Blessing and Honor and glory and power

forever and ever

to her God

The God of HOPE

Calli now knows more than we do 

she knows in FULL, we only know in part.

She is experiencing an orientation of divine exchange....of HEAVEN

oh the sights and wonders and saints she is meeting.  

I know she is worshiping the Lord, and asking so many questions...

not just to Him but to others.  

How glorious!

How can I keep from singing?  

How can I keep silent?  

God is still good, all of the time.

His grace is sufficient for me.  

The last words Calli said were, "I just want to go home."  

Before she went home, she saw things, she kept saying that our house was so big, that the rooms were huge, she kept seeing "Scotland" outside, and said our yard was so beautiful..she was seeing Heaven.

Reading through her Bible, she has so may verses outlined, underlined and highlighted...

she loved God's word.  

I am reading through psalms in her bible....it is comforting me and blessing me

She was just a traveler here, she truly knew and thought of Heaven as her home.

She saw bits and pieces the last week before she went there.  

She told me of what she was seeing.....

Oh how marvelous, Oh how wonderful- 

Can you just imagine the glee and sparkle in her turquoise blue eyes as she beholds the beauty of Heaven?

Earth is a garbage dump compared to there.

A year ago, Calli and I we were driving to Philly for radiation and Chemo, we were alone and she said.. 

"Mom, I don't know why people are afraid to die, I am not scared or afraid to die.  I can't wait to get to Heaven!  I get to see Jesus!  I have so many questions to ask Him....... and Grandpop, and Nana Minnie... Misty and Boots and  oh mom!  I get to meet Keith Green, and King David, and Esther and Ruth, and Paul, Elijah!  Oh mom, Laura Ingalls Wilder is there!  Do you think Anne Frank is in Heaven?  I have so many questions to ask these people.  But I am kinda sad, because I wish that Anne of Green Gables was a real person, and all the Sacketts that Louis Lamore wrote about were real people and would be there to meet me....."

I was delighted to hear this from my precious child.

No fear.

Only Excitement, pure joy and eager anticipation

Little did she know, she would also be greeted by her Grandmom and my dad....

Calli loved this song by Keith Green- a person who she could not wait to meet when she Got to heaven.

Oh I can see her now,  

making perfect music to the Lord, 

WITH the Lord, 

and playing piano right next Keith Green, 

and ringing bells and no one will mess up the timing!!!  

It is perfect JOY!

Oh Calli, my precious, 

I KNOW where you are, 

you are home 

and filled with such JOY 

and You are PERFECT 

and you ARE NOT an Angel- 

YOU ARE higher than the ANGELS!  

You ARE ROYALTY!  

HIS Beloved Bride- 

My sweets, enjoy your wedding day!

What a feast!

Daddy said that you could eat whatever you wanted 

And you'll never get full, 

he said you would love that!

You are living

and running

and dancing

and singing

and riding the most glorious horses

and swimming in the deepest clearest waters

and you'll never have to come up to get your breath!

You are soaring on Eagle's wings

With all the birds and butterflies

YOU CAN FLY!

Oh my "Towy Mae"

I can't wait to see you again