Sunday, September 19, 2010
I had the honor and priviledge of caring for and loving Isaiah Alexander Joseph since his infancy. He is a loving, kind individual who had a heart of gold. He is a child that needed love, but he loved you back with a huge heart. He would tell me that he loved me bigger than all of God's universes, and you cannot get bigger than that. Who could argue with that? Not I. Isaiah attended church and loved to go to bible study which was taught by Ms. Holly and Mr. Shea. Isaiah also participated in the Christmas plays and he was one of the Angels, so I can now invision him now being a special Angel. During the summers Isaiah went to Vacation Bible Study and learned more and more about Jesus. His love for Jesus was superb and he spoke about Jesus as if Jesus was his best friend, and I am sure he was. Isaiah wanted to be a preacher and wanted to go and teach the soldiers about Jesus. Isaiah had his testament to tell and he felt a need to share his story to all his friends. He told the other children that he would be returning to Jesus, but he was not afraid and he would be fine. It is amazing that an eight year old was such an inspiration for so many others. We started a prayer chain with Prayers for Isaiah on Face book and hundreds of people responded to this web page. We also told Isaiah's story on Caringbridge.org and there were 2,677 hits on this website. Could you image having this many people know about you and your story? Isaiah also had a cute sense of humor and loved to tease Angel and me about our age, but he would joke about Angel needing a hover round and a life alert. So funny. When we did not understand his words because he had difficulty speaking, I told him I had old ears, so he told me he had to live with someone who had young ears. Before Isaiah went into third grade, he received a Bible. He did not attend church that day because he did not feel well, so his friend Tristan received the Bible for him and brought it to our house. When we went to bed, Isaiah wanted me to read the Book of Job. Isaiah knew many of the stories, but it was important to him for me to read this story. That must have been a God thing, because he knew that I would be losing him. I held Isaiah in my arms nightly for his short eight years and I was present when Isaiah went to the arms of Jesus. I saw him peacefully leave this world and I am so happy that Jesus was there for him. I know that God has a plan for all of us, but never thought Isaiah would leave us this soon. I am proud of this little soldier and appreciated all his love and for sharing his life. I am truly blessed.
