I have seen variations of this saying
that say the Angels danced rather than God.
I think it is a lovely thought
and I have no doubt the God and Angels
rejoice at the birth of His precious children.
But since Amelia's death I have wondered
what God and the angels did when she died.
Did they dance?
Did they sing?
Did they cry?
Did they cradle her like a baby?
Or release her like a butterfly?
No doubt she was welcomed home with love.
That is how she was welcomed here.
And still, I wonder.
Did the angels miss her while she was here with us
like we miss her now that
she is home?
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,"
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.