Decorate your soul

These beautiful babies await our good friends V & M when they returned home from holidays. Sweet Baby A passed on July 16th this year and was born sleeping. Since then V & M have found the hope and love they have for their baby girl in these gorgeous winged creatures.

We never got to meet this little angel baby - with hurts my heart so. I know the pain I feel from her loss is nothing compared to her parents, but I miss &cry for her just the same.

Part of my pain comes from V and M not being able to experience parenthood as they should be entitled to, they are a new Mommy and Daddy but they must journey those new roles with such grief and heartache instead of joy and the celebration of milestones. It just seems so unfair - while it is hard to trust a God that at times seems so unfair, He has a plan we know nothing of and believing this is what gets us through.

Today was also decoration day at the small cemetery where my Dad is buried. We had to hustle this morning as getting 2 young boys ready is no small feat, and the small church we attended was more than an hour away. We made it in the knick of time!!
The service was lovely, I particularly loved the one hymn that was chosen, In the bulb there is a flower;

In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree;
In cocoons, a hidden promise: butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

There’s a song in every silence, seeking word and melody;
There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity,
In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

Especially the line:

From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

Something God alone can see. So we hold onto our faith, praying to our God that things will get better and brighter in days, weeks, months, and years to come.

 

Many people come to the cemetery on this day and decorate the graves here, in memory of the ones we loved so dearly. We should take this as an example, even in little ways, to decorate our lives and hearts as we carry our loved ones memories with us everyday.
Today V did this, by capturing a photo of these beautiful butterflies, taking a moment to let them brighten her life. To decorate her soul. To remember that sweet baby of theirs. (Thank-you V for taking these photos and sharing your happy moment with us)

I vow to do this more often, looking for the good, taking a moment to enjoy the big and small. For me, for my hubby, for our boys, for Dad.

 

 

We still miss you everyday Dad, but I know you're up there in heaven, I tell BIG C that's where you are, watching over us. You might not be able to hold our sweet boys, but I know you're taking care of little baby A.

Love you.

Until we meet again.