Lillian Judith Joy Robinson

   Dear Lillian,
  A year ago today, we found out that you had gone to live with Jesus. Your body was still in your mother's womb, but your soul had flown to Heaven. You never got the chance to see or get to know your family and your family didn't get to know you. They never heard you cry, laugh, or talk. They didn't get to see your first smile or take your first steps. They never got to hear you sing or watch you run through the grass. They wanted to hear you tell them that you loved them, but they missed that as well. Instead, God heard it all first. He heard you laugh, He listens when you talk to Him, He loves to hear you sing praises to Him. When you run through the fields of heavenly flowers, His eyes are on you and He is smiling. He loves to hear you tell Him that you love Him and He will never get tired of it.
  You brought joy to your family and friends for nine months. Your mother and father loved to watch you grow and always enjoyed looking at pictures of you. Your older sisters were anticipating your arrival with great excitement. Your older brothers were ready to hold you in their arms and look at your pretty little face. Your family's friends were always asking how much longer it would be before you were here, how big you were, and how active you seemed to be. They day came closer and we all looked forward to seeing you and holding you for the first time. Your parents were continually praying for a healthy baby and were anticipating your first cry.
  They never got to hear it. They never were able to hear you laugh, cry, or talk. Your family got to hold you, but they didn't get to feel you squirm around in their arms. They studied your little nose and lips, but they didn't see those lips spread into a smile. They touched your tiny hands, but you didn't hold tight to their fingers. Instead of laughter and joy that day, there were tears and sorrow. But up in Heaven, you were sitting on Jesus' knee, telling Him of all the flowers you had been picking, the lion you got to ride, the butterflies with which you got to play, and the little bird that had sat on your shoulder all day. You were happy and because of that, it makes us our grief a little easier to bear.
  We love you and though we miss you, we would never wish you back to this world. You never had to see the sin of this world, you never got sick, hurt, or sad. You went right to Heaven where you're always happy and singing. Someday, we'll join you up there and we'll have the chance to get to know you. Together, you and your family will be able to sing praises to God. Nobody will be missing you anymore, because they'll be with you. But until that day, we will always cherish the memories that you blessed us with.
 Love you, Lilly.