We have been grieving the news of Eve's fatal condition since the end of January, but Eve fought on bravely and dearly for 29 weeks, allowing us to see her grow inside mommy (thanks to modern technology) and feel her kicks and bumps. Eleanor loved her little sister from the very beginning as we watched her pray for, talk and sing to her on numerous occasions.
We certainly did pray for everything—for the doctors and the diagnosis to be wrong, and for a miracle—but this was the divine path and time for Eve and our family. We let her go into the loving and sovereign arms of our Heavenly Father.
"She was yours for a time, but she was also spared the pain of this now life, and has gone straight to the forever life."
"She is not experiencing death any more, but she is experiencing life in a way that you and I can only imagine. She is so full of life. She is meeting so many very special people that we read about in our Bibles—but she knows them now face-to-face. And she is waiting for you."
We held a quiet and private funeral service this past Friday, May 10th at 10:30 a.m. at Castlebrook Memorial Park in Rouse Hill - an area about 40 minutes north-west from Sydney CBD.
We were a bit anxious about how Eleanor would handle everything. The night before, after we tried to prepare her for the next morning's event, she displayed signs of grieving as she sadly asked why Eve isn't home with us and as she tossed and turned in her sleep. Our hearts ached all the more...
Thankfully though, Eleanor did better than we had hoped for. The intimate, family-only setting enabled us to get her involved and in the moment...she even lifted up a prayer and sang a special song for her little sister...what tender heart even at such a young age...
Thank you for all your prayers and support, especially for the past several months. We have no words to describe how overwhelmed we feel with the love that has been poured on us. We simply look forward to paying that love forward.
Blessings to you all as we honor Mothers worldwide this weekend.
1 For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. 2 For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling, 3 if indeed by putting it on we may not be found naked. 4 For while we are still in this tent, we groan, being burdened-not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. 5 He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who has given us the Spirit as a guarantee. 6 So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, 7 for we walk by faith, not by sight. 8 Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord. 9 So whether we are at home or away, we make it our aim to please him. (2 Cor 5:1-9)
Blessings to you all as we honor Mothers worldwide this weekend.
1 For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. 2 For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling, 3 if indeed by putting it on we may not be found naked. 4 For while we are still in this tent, we groan, being burdened-not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. 5 He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who has given us the Spirit as a guarantee. 6 So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, 7 for we walk by faith, not by sight. 8 Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord. 9 So whether we are at home or away, we make it our aim to please him. (2 Cor 5:1-9)

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Dear Claudia and Jim, our hearts have been grieving for you and Eleanor. We pray for continued strength and peace as you walk through each day. We send love to you. - the Mills
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