There is a cemetery near by that we like to go to and take a walk. It's actually one of our favorite places to go walking. My hubby and I like looking at the headstones, the dates of when people were born and when they died. We've looked at married couples and noticed some were not buried with the spouse. We've looked at the baby gravesites and noticed the dates. Those seem to tug at my heart. They pull my emotions because it makes me realize that the children I have are not really mine, but on loan from God. It causes me to face the fact that there will come a date after the dash for those I love.. and for me.
I would like the children, as sobering as it may seem, to also notice how precious life is by walking through the cemetery.
There is a song that goes like this..
"Only one life, so soon will pass. And only what's done for Christ will last."
"Mommy... the graves, are there really dead people under ground?"
"Yes, there are."
"What does it mean to die?" And I answer-
"It means you no longer will breathe the breath of life, or walk on the dusty road.
God has good plans for you. He has a wonderful home for those who love him but there is also a place for those who don't. Jesus said He's prepared for us a place. Heaven will be a beautiful place. Do you want to go there?"
We took one of our walks yesterday.
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We rented in Marion for a few months before moving here and we were not far from a cemetery. We'd walk at least 3 times a week up and through and back. I never imagined how peaceful and wonderful walking there could be and the amazing conversations one could have as a result. We really like where we are but I do miss that walk. ;-)
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