Ian Henderson's Journal
Written Aug 20, 2013 3:14pmHey Buddy,
I guess at 12 you wouldn't want me to call you Buddy Bear anymore...going into 6th grade would probably make you too cool for that. ;-)
Yesterday it was four and a half years since you flew Home to Jesus. Wow! I can only imagine the adventures you've been having. It probably doesn't feel like very long at all to you, but it feels to Dad and I like forever ago and yesterday all at the same time.
Dad and I are now what they call "empty nesters"...old birds whose little ones have flown away. What? We're not that old? Aww...thanks Buddy Bear! :-)
Things are pretty quiet here in the house, sure, they aren't quite as messy, but they are actually kind of boring most of the time. You were very entertaining!
We've flown to a few places and made a few new friends, but mostly we just miss you. We miss having a little one around to play Yahtzee with us and decorate the Christmas tree and deliver May baskets and ride bikes with and a million other things. We miss having somebody call us "Mom" and "Dad".
So, we've decided it's time for you to be a big brother! We know you'll be a really great big brother!
We've asked God to send us a baby brother or sister for you...would you ask Him too if He'll send us a little piece of heaven to keep us company until we can all be together again?
We look forward to seeing you again son! We want you to introduce us to your big brothers or sisters and we'll bring your little brother or sister with us for you to meet too. Someday we'll have a big family reunion and we'll never be apart again. In the meantime...know that we love you SO very much! Say "Hi" to everybody for us...
Courage and Kindness...
Mom & Dad
***Folks: We've decided to add to our family through adoption. We covet your prayers and will be posting more information on our adoption journey at: http://www.hendersonadoption.com/ Thanks for walking with us through sorrow and joy...
Written Dec 25, 2011 10:04pmThree years ago today we had our final Christmas with Ian.
Today was our first Christmas morning since then to wake up here at home. We're thankful that it's Sunday. We are thankful to have a regular Sunday routine. Very thankful for our church and the loving couple who invited us and included us in their family gathering today!
It doesn't feel like Christmas. Nothing feels quite right. It's 40 degrees. There are robins in our back yard and the grass is fairly green. There's no little boy here to laugh and play with...no, it doesn't feel like Christmas.
We've been looking at photos of Ian's first Christmas. What a sweet baby boy! He rolled over for the first time on his first Christmas eve and all the family was there and we got it on film! Ha,ha what a thoughtful child - very accommodating :-)
I can't help but think of Mary who gave birth to our Lord and about how Simeon told her a sword would pierce her own soul. She delivered Him at Christmas, but He would deliver her at Easter and she would endure great pain through both deliveries.
Music has always brought such comfort to me and especially the lyrics speak comfort to my heart. This season these lyrics have grabbed hold of me and thankfully won't let go...
"Once in Royal David's City, stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her Baby, in a manger for His bed;
Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little Child.
He came down to earth from heaven, who is God and Lord of all,And His shelter was a stable, and His cradle was a stall. With the poor, and weak and lowly, lived on earth our Savior Holy.
For He is our childhood's pattern; day by day, like us, He grew He was little, weak and helpless, tears and smiles like us He knew; And He cares about our sadness, and He shares our gladness too.
Our eyes at last shall see Him. Through His own redeeming love; For that Child so dear and gentle, is our Lord in heaven above. And He leads His children on, to the place where He has gone. Yes, He leads His children on, to the place where He has gone"
Yes, we miss our sweet boy...yes, our breaths catch and sometimes it feels like a 500 pound weight sits on our chests. Yes, we daily still shed tears in remembering Ian and yet...Ian and Jesus are forever joined in our hearts especially at Christmas and at Easter.
Two of our favorite words this year have become..."AND YET"...
Thank you for caring about us and our journey...
We wish you a Merry Christmas!
Courage and Kindness...
deb & tom
Ian's 10th Birthday
Written Jul 13, 2011 1:37pm
Summer days make us think of Ian – especially July days. Our little buddy bear was born in the wee hours of July 19th, 2001. This coming Tuesday would have been his 10th birthday.
I wonder what he would be into now…video games no doubt, maybe riding his bike or a skateboard…perhaps he’d also have learned to play his guitar or the piano a little. I hope he would still be writing stories.
I read a beautiful blog post this morning about a mom wondering what her son would tell her if he came back from heaven to talk with her for a few minutes she said…
“I can imagine the beaming smile on his face first. That grin from ear to ear. I can almost hear his giggle as I type this and see those sparkly eyes. He sure wouldn't want to stay for more than a moment after being in the presence of his Savior, not even for his mother. I would not want to take him from Him.
Then I can imagine him saying "Hold on Mom, God isn't kidding! He knows what He's doing. See you when you get here! Love you!" He wouldn't encourage me to lament, or waste my time doubting, or whining, or chasing the world. He would, rather, encourage me to only live for Christ, for the gospel going out, for the complete glory of God. He would tell me to go deeper, to give up everything here, to strive to enter the Kingdom even harder, to tell others, to warn, to encourage, to strengthen.
He would share about God. Things I can't even imagine or comprehend. Things he could probably hardly start to explain in a way that I could understand them. He would make me long to be in heaven even more. He would tell me it's real, that it's worth it, to keep fighting the good fight, to keep trusting God.
And then, if there was time, he would ask if we could go fishing.
I sure miss that little bugger.”
YES!! My guess is too that Ian would tell me how much Jesus loves us…all of us…
To mark his birthday we’ll be having a couple of celebrations…
From 10:00 am – Noon we’ll be hosting an ICE CREAM FOR BREAKFAST party that will benefit Give Kids the World Village where we stayed on our Make a Wish trip. We will be showing slides from our trip and serving sundaes with all your favorite toppings. We will be joined by two other families that have also been to this magical village and their sons will be playing with the other children in the front yard…so thankful they will be with us that day!
We’ve set up a firstgiving page for folks to make contributions if you are interested, please visit:
In the evening from 8:00 pm – 9:30 “Ian’s Mouseketeers” will be packing meals at Feed My Starving Children in Eagan. There are still spaces available for volunteers. So if you would like to join us, please visit http://volunteer.fmsc.org/Register/Default.aspx and join our existing group by entering this join code 147980.
Thanks for remembering Ian and us…thanks for helping keep his memory and his life values of courage and kindness alive!
So grateful for you…Deb & Tom