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.
Phil read from I Corinthians and we prayed together.
We found out that the stone for his grave was laid on Easter Monday. Phil took the babies by once more to see it.
“He has been raised.” He is no longer in the grave and buried under the earth but has been raised from the dead, and this not for his own sake but for our sake, that his resurrection be made ours so that we too may rise in him and not remain in the grave and in death, but that our bodies may celebrate with him an everlasting Easter Day.” Martin Luther
We wait with Ebenezer for that Everlasting Easter Day.
He is risen, indeed! Alleluia!
The lily is pretty, but I cried when I saw the sweet dandelions (or “blowies”, as one of mine calls them) that one of your babies put next to the lily.
Sweet baby Ebeneezer. I am glad the marker is in place. Thank you for sharing the photos.
Jesus lives, and Ebenezer lives, too. While your heart aches, we pray that your are comforted in the promise of the resurrection. Peace be with you!
“Made like Him, like Him we rise;
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.” TLH 193:5