Tuesday, January 6, 2015

BUD

Today was among the sadder days of what we're called to do in ministry -- the funeral service for a little guy who passed away three months to the day of his birth.

There's so much I don't know what to say at such a moment.

But this I know . . .

In the most beautiful of gardens, even those tended by the most skillful gardeners, there's an occasional flower that buds, but never fully opens.  In all respects the flower is like all the others, and yet something keeps it from blooming.  Ultimately it fades away without ever having reached maturity.

'What happens in nature's garden happens once in awhile in the garden of God's human family.'

What happens in nature's garden happens once in awhile in the garden of God's human family.  A baby - beautiful and precious - fails to come to its rightful unfolding.  Like the bud that never completely opens, he is gathered back into God's heavenly garden of souls where all the imperfections are made perfect - all the injustices are made right - all the mysteries are explained - and all the sorrows are turned to happiness.

Selah.

And be blessed.

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