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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

Archive for the ‘Ebenezer’ Category

He is Risen

Friday, April 21st, 2017

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And you will rise too my sweet baby. “Secure within God’s keeping, until the trumpet voice shall wake you from your sleeping.”

We visited Ebenezer’s grave on Easter. Our friend Kimberly was so kind to give us one of  her Easter lilies to leave here. I was disappointed I hadn’t been able to find one in the stores so this was a blessing for me.


The Burial Day

Wednesday, March 1st, 2017

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Ash Wednesday. Today we hear the words God spoke to Adam from Genesis, “By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; for you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”

Because of sin, we all die. I haven’t shared the pictures I took on the day we buried Ebenezer. Maybe today it is fitting to do so.


Christmas Day Six

Saturday, January 21st, 2017

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On the sixth day of Christmas we learned that God had taken our ninth child to his Heavenly home.

For Ebenezer we sing this song.

Sing with all the saints in glory;
Sing the resurrection song!
Death and sorrow, earth’s dark story,
To the former days belong.
All around the clouds are breaking.
Soon the storms of time shall cease.
In God’s likeness we awaken,
Knowing everlasting peace.

Oh, what glory far exceeding
All that eye has yet perceived!
Holiest hearts for ages pleading
Never that full joy conceived.
God has promised, Christ prepares it,
There on high our welcome waits.
Ev’ry humble spirit shares it.
Christ has passed th’ eternal gates.

Life eternal! Heav’n rejoices:
Jesus lives who once was dead.
Shout with joy, O deathless voices!
Child of God, lift up your head!
Life eternal! Oh, what wonders
Crowd on faith, what joy unknown,
When amid earth’s closing thunders,
Saints shall stand before the throne!

Sing With All The Saints In Glory

Christmas Day Four

Tuesday, January 17th, 2017

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Life kind of came to a halt the weekend we lost Ebenezer. It happened so suddenly right in the middle of Christmas. I realized pretty quickly that the household still carried on inspite of my grief. And the babies, being children, still wanted and needed the joys of Christmas. I needed them too.

As my home pastor put it after the loss of his babies, “my other kids kept pulling me forward.” I think that’s what it feels like for me. It’s a hard thing to mourn death when you’re surrounded by so much life. Hard because as much as I wanted to make the world stop, I had to keep getting up and pouring milk and making toast and sweeping the kitchen and zipping coats and folding laundry and holding babies. I didn’t do very much of that, but even the little I did took a toll and that week after, I’d find I could only maintain all the doing in short bursts. I could only handle the noise and needs of others in short amounts and I would need to retreat to grieve in the borrowed moments I could find to be alone and regain my strength. I’m so thankful for Phil who gave me so many of those moments.

But mourning has been hard in another way too. I found moments when it was not sadness I felt, but joy. There were times of laughter and true contentment with my other babies. For the next few days of Christmas we kept opening gifts, we kept singing Christmas hymns, we kept eating cookies and kept, as best as I could, to the Christmas activities I had planned for them. It was all a welcomed distraction and solace.

So in order that I don’t forget the simple joys in those final days of Christmas 2016, I’ll get back to posting what we did and take up where I left off.

On the fourth day of Christmas….