S: Ella's Story by Liz Briscoe 2013
BC: The End
FC: Ella's Story | By Liz Briscoe
1: Ella's Story by Liz Briscoe
2: I ran around my room getting it all cleaned up. My suitcase was packed and my blanket was folded on top. I wanted everything to be in order before I left.
3: Jesus walked into my room. "Ella, what are you doing?" he asked. "I'm getting ready for my journey. I check the calendar every day and it's almost time." "Don't be in a rush," he said.
4: "But Jesus, I want to go." "You don't need to take your suitcase or your blanket. Your Mom and Dad have been buying things for months. Some of their friends had a party and brought things babies need, even diapers.
5: There's a special blanket waiting for you when you get there. | I call it a blanket of many colors."
6: The big red circle on the calendar told me two more days. "I'm getting excited". I hurried down the golden street and ran into His feet. "Jesus, I came to tell you bye." He picked me up and said, "Ella, today's not your day." "I know, but I'm slow and I like to piddle. I thought I would leave early."
7: He chuckled. "Okay . . . but remember . . . I am always with you." He kissed me on the top of my head. I ran to tell my little friends good-bye and that I would see them soon They were going to take a journey too.
8: I followed the path to the bright light and turned to wave to Jesus. This was where my journey began. I knew it would take me two days and I was so excited. | I hadn't been on the path long when I saw a man dressed in a brown suit wearing a cowboy hat and boots.
9: He said, "Hello, Ella," and smiled at me. I stopped in my tracks. "How do you know my name?" "Your granddad told me," he said, "and I know your momma and daddy."
10: "You do?" I asked. "What's your name?" "Oh, the kids call me different names . . . Granddad, Dingo, Dado. Take your choice or make up a new one." I told him I would think about it. He said, "Ella, have you got a minute to talk." "Sure, I have time." I crawled up in his lap. He took his hat off and laid it beside us.
11: "I'm nervous about meeting my momma and daddy." "Don't be. They are so excited about your arrival. Your daddy is my grandson." "He is? Can you tell me about him?"
12: "Sure, I remember how he liked to play in my garden. He would bring his toy trucks outside and push them up and down the rows and over the piles of dirt. When he got through he would be one dirty boy." I smiled at him when he said that.
13: "I used to take him fishing when he was little. In fact, I taught him how much fun it was and how to put worms on his hook. I even had a worm farm in my back yard." "Worms. Yuck." I wrinkled my nose "They are so slimy." "Yes," he said, "but that's what fish like to eat."
14: "Can you teach me to fish?" I asked. "I think it would be better if your daddy taught you." "Okay," I said as I tried to pull his glasses off. "Your daddy was quite a rascal at times. I'd take him to New Mexico to fish. He'd throw his hook into the stream and watch it for a few minutes.
15: Then he would run up and down the side of the mountain. After that he'd come back to the water and put another worm on his hook. He liked that. Your daddy . . . always a busy boy."
16: The man bounced me on his knee for a minute and that was fun. "Your daddy even had a blanket like the one waiting for you, but guess what?" "What?" I asked. "He lost his and called to ask for another one. So . . . be careful and don't lose yours because it's not so easy for Great Grandmother to make them anymore. You'll love the blanket. It's soft and cuddly."
17: I loved sitting on his lap. He sang me a song about four little grasshoppers. That made me giggle. Then he said, "Ella, we both have a journey to finish. We better get on our way." "Are you on your way to heaven?" He said, "Yes." "You'll really like it there," I told him. "Just follow the light on the path and it takes you right to Jesus. You're almost there."
18: As he put on his hat, he said, "Ella, earth is great too." "I'm glad I started my journey early 'cause I got to meet you, Great Granddad." "Ella, it's been my pleasure." He gave me a hug and told me he loved me. As he walked away I watched him turn back toward me and tip his hat. I blew him a kiss and whispered, "I'll always remember this."
19: My great granddad, Avin Wesley Brownlee, started his new life in heaven on November 11, 2012. | I, Ella Avery Brownlee, started my new life on earth on November 13, 2012.
20: On my fifth birthday, Daddy bought me a pink fishing pole and said, "Ella, I want to teach you to fish. Your great granddad taught me how much fun it was and how to put a worm on the hook." "I know . . . we met once and he told me."