Joy
Once upon a time,
in a home that was
different there lived
a girl named Joy.
Joy was tall but she
felt small. She felt
small because people
people thought of her
and treated her like
she was little.
They didn't treat her
like other 12-year-olds.
They treated her like
she was a 6-year-old.
This was odd. She
knew that she 12,
and not 6.
There were some
people around her
that did treat her
like a 12-year-old.
Her family, friends
and her Granddad.
At least that was
how she always
thought of him.
Twice a month he
would visit her.
And what fun they
would have together!
Her favourite game to
play was to try and
pull his hair. When
he caught her hand
just in time she
would laugh and try
again. So, they'd
continue until it was
time for him to go.
Joy loved her Granddad.
Joy's life was great.
She was like any other
12-year-old. Joy played,
clapped, laughed, loved
her friends and family,
and had fun making
a mess! Like a girl with
a bike she was a girl with
a wheelchair.
Her life had its ups
and downs like any
anyone else. However
she is excited about
heaven! Imagine… she
could walk without
getting tired, and
eat solid food all
the time.
But best of all she
will be with her
heavenly Dad. The
one who has always
and will always care
for her. Who knows,
maybe she'll
play hair pulling
with God.
“Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me. There is more than enough room in my Father’s home. If this were not so, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you? When everything is ready, I will come and get you, so that you will always be with me where I am. And you know the way to where I am going.” John 14:1-4
Image credit: Megan Campbell
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