Posted on 12/21/2004 11:27:59 AM PST by dandelion
Somewhere, in the arms of a starry winter night, a little 9-year-old boy is resting. His mind is filled with the new and wonderful, led on to things he has always wanted to see, things that were always just beyond the fence. But behind him, just on the other side of the adventure, people are searching, praying, looking for him. For out in the wonderment, beneath the stars, Logan Mitcheltree is missing.
The runners and the dreamers never understand what it is that makes us fear so for them; they only know that the world is a marvelous, moving place, ever beckoning to them, ever denied them. Logan, who does not speak words, and cannot find his way home, is gone on an adventure and no one of the hundreds of searchers can find him.
According to The Williamsport Sun-Gazette:
Logan, of 1195 Main St., was last seen running east at Market Street and Southern Avenue at around 5 p.m. Saturday, borough Police Chief Rexford Lowmiller said.
He was wearing a long-sleeved gray shirt, blue jeans and brown slippers. He is 4 feet tall, weighs 55 pounds, has short, reddish-blond hair and dark brown eyes.
If it is possible to bring Logan home, after all the bitter cold and the time that has passed, it will be because there are still miracles in the world. Since miracles do exist, we may hope for them and pray as we are called to pray. But the hands of God are often the hands of man -
And someone, somewhere, has seen a little boy. Someone, somewhere, heard a noise, or saw a shadow, or checked when their dog barked that night. Someone, somewhere, has some knowledge of Logan; they only do not know that they have a tiny piece of this mystery. They themselves, unsure of what they saw, may be unwilling to call, to be wrong, to be unsure that perhaps something precious passed by in the night.
It is our hope that these hesitant witnesses will call anyway and tell their little story. Let the others decide if it is Logan or not - just call, and if they are wrong, it is no shame. If they are right, it may be the key to the homecoming of Logan. Someone, somewhere, has seen Logan, and they just don't know it yet.
But children do not always come home to us, to the parents who love them. For the runners, the dreamers, the just curious little children whose last thought was of a mystic place just beyond the fence, just over the hill, just down by the river... there is still a homecoming. Though it is not the one we pray for, it is a homecoming none the less -
Somewhere, as a little boy looked up and the world was sparkling colder, he at last saw what he had always dreamed. Just beyond the stars a new and vibrant horizon, worlds unexplored, and a Companion for a New Journey beckoned. He at last saw what he had always dreamed of seeing, and satisfied with this earth, he was lifted from the arms of the night and into the Arms of God.
May God bless these little Explorers, and protect them; may Logan be brought home to those who love him. This we pray, In Jesus name, to the God who created the runners and the dreamers...
:UPDATE: The body of Logan Mitcheltree was found Tuesday morning, on a gated mountain road a mile and a half from his house. He was heading up the mountain.
How tragic. After reading this I had to give my grandson an extra tight hug. Very sad bttt.
He is in the company of the Lord.
I pray for his parents and their grief.
When I first read the title, I thought he was found alive.
How very ,very sad for this family.
Logan is headed up the mountain to the heavens to be with the Lord. May God keep him in his tender loving care.
I know - it's too hard to figure out what to say. The original (posted last night) was "Logan Mitcheltree is Missing". But he's not missing anymore. Just, not among us.
The death of a child is always so hard to bear.
I'm bawling here, thinking, "That could be my son," but then realizing that it's tragic that it happens to anyone's son, or daughter, autistic or whole.
May Logan fill heaven with a joyous voice and finally say the things he was unable to express while among us.
So sorry. Prayers sent.
This is very sad. He was so close to home.
I just came back from spending Christmas in this area. In fact, twice I drove right by the parent's house.
The word in the valley is that something happened here. There is no doubt how the boy died (It was zero that night), but there is plenty of suspicion as to how he wound up where he was found.
There is NO POSSIBLE WAY that this boy climbed this mountain and then hiked down the other side in the dark. NO POSSIBLE WAY.
Someone picked him up and dropped him off on the other side. It's the only logical explanation.
There is a known gay hangout not 1/2 a mile from where he was found. It's called Skyline Drive, and the gays have congretated there since the police ran them out of the Roadside Rest on Route 15 a few years back.
Again, I can not be MORE CLEAR. This boy did NOT walk across this mountain. No one could in that span of time.
self ping.
We've been there and done that but with a happier outcome. When Adam was only about 3 1/2 he escaped and went over two miles, including in a grocery store in 35 min.
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