Yesterday I visited my parents grave. While being there always brings tears to my eyes since I miss them, I also smiled. For today we remember that the grave is not the end. My God showed us that our life is not just in this world but also a spiritual and timeless life. I am so grateful that I can stand there, rub my hand over my parent’s names (Steven and Mary Hallack) and know that they are in heaven rejoicing with Jesus.
I placed daffodils at the grave. They were my Mom’s favorite flowers because they are the first sign of spring. My daffodils have come and gone but I put artificial ones at the grave. They looked nice.
Incidentally, when I took the quiz about what kind of flower I was, it came up with Daffodil. Ummmmmmmm. That makes one pause in thought.
Thank you God for the sacrifice of your Son and His resurrection. Hallelujah!