Yesterday, June 30, 7 year old Noah Wilson passed into the arms of Jesus while his parents held him at Children’s Mercy Hospital. His fight with cancer was long and hard – 14 months – and valiant. He brought smiles to all, especially with his Bandage Project that collected $7,000 and thousands of colorful bandaids for his friends, the children patients, at Children’s Mercy.
Noah was kind, loving, and other-centered. And he was not afraid. After winning the war with Ewing Sarcoma (bone cancer), he quickly succumbed in the battle with leukemia. But he remains a winner because his mission on earth was truly fulfilled – He showed the world Jesus. And for that, we thank Noah.
Not one of us belongs to another. We each first and forever belong to our Creator. Our family and friends are gifts, to be treated as such, but not to be kept for ourselves. He created us to love. And one thing loving means is that when one goes ahead of us to meet Him face to face, we are broken. Yet, He calls us to surrender at that moment so that He can fill us and heal us. And as we receive all of Him, again, and allow Him to soothe our pain, we are reminded of the day in the future when, in Him, we will reunite with those we loved on this earth who have gone ahead. That knowledge and hope will carry us forward.
You are sorely missed, little big Noah, by family and friends, and by thousands of folks who never met you. But even as we long to see you again, we rejoice that your mission is complete, and that you are filled to overflowing with joy and love that we can only imagine.
May all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.