Cool Daddy and I had the unfortunate experience of attending a Baby Funeral today.
It was the tiniest casket I had ever seen in my life. I cried and cried, as if the baby was my own. But by the end of the day, I felt a gentle assurance that Baby is now where he will be loved all the days of his life, where there will be no more pain and suffering, and where he will unfold and bloom to his fullest and grandest potential; in the presence of God.
I went home to my kids and hugged my girls long and tight. I especially held my baby the longest. May they know that on this side of heaven, Mommy and Daddy love them enough to make their life journey worthwhile.
As for Baby…
One of God’s sweet angels came and hushed the Baby’s cry,
On his brow is written with God’s own finger, ‘Everlasting Peace’,
In the palms of his little hand, no rough scars of earthly work shall ever stain,
On the white round feet, earth’s thorns shall never wound,
On the sealed eyelids, no tears shall wet,
On the serene lips, no cry of pain shall ever pass,
For Baby is in the arms of our great and loving God forevermore.
On his brow is written with God’s own finger, ‘Everlasting Peace’,
In the palms of his little hand, no rough scars of earthly work shall ever stain,
On the white round feet, earth’s thorns shall never wound,
On the sealed eyelids, no tears shall wet,
On the serene lips, no cry of pain shall ever pass,
For Baby is in the arms of our great and loving God forevermore.
Sad to say, being in this line and seeing these things so often… starting to lose those feelings already. Sigh.
It must have been really difficult for the parents.
yes, it was Mike.. I think it was also difficult for ALL parents in that hall that day..