The Precious Seed

Ever since we settled into our new house, my husband and I have talked about planting something along our wall. We were thinking of a climbing vine that would cascade across the other side in an explosion of color. We weren't thinking of anything quite as precious as the tiny seed we planted there this past week. 

Paul, in Corinthians, talks about death and dying and how the body we lay in the ground will one day be raised up into a glorious body. Like a seed that grows into a plant that is far better than the shriveled seed it began with. Our seed was the tiny baby of our miscarriage. 

The picture I had so much fun taking
to announce our pregnancy

Our hope is our future in heaven where we'll get to meet our treasured little one who will have exchanged this seed-like body for a glorious one. Heaven is real. Life in eternity is real. We look forward to that real life, then, when we'll get to hold and love the child we never got to meet here. 

Until then, we continue to sort through the pain of our loss and hold onto the grace God gives His children in times like these. How good God is to walk with us.