The White PumpkinThis is the storyOf a pumpkin of whiteWhat is its place on this autumn night?Amidst all the orange and colors of fallIt seems out of place; not belonging at allBut oh what a place, and oh what a storyYou see, in its face lies the image of gloryOf babies so small, so incredibly tinyPerfect in purpose, their souls shining brightlyNo less a baby, a child just the sameAs one who was held and called by their nameWas my baby a he?Or was she a she?What would my child have grown up to be?Yet bigger than questions and what ifs and whysIs the comfort they feel when they look to the skiesFor their hope is the truth that they so tightly cling“I’ll know all the answers, understand everythingon the day that God hands my child back to me”This pumpkin is sweet baby boys and girlsWho never opened their eyes to this worldNever cried, never fearedProtected from painTouched by their innocenceWe’re never the sameLives perfect and pureAll things lovely and sweetAnd we honor them here‘Till heaven we meetThis pumpkin is all of the sweet little onesWhose lives although short were covered in loveIn kisses and snuggles, rocking and playingTheir parents not knowing they wouldn’t be stayingBut the time that they had they would never tradeEven if they could be saved from the painTheir cribs may be empty, but the promise remainsOne day they’ll hold their babies againThis pumpkin is for all these sweet angel friendsWhose parents all know this isn’t the endAnd how they are doingTonight up in heavenIs better than anything we could imagineThough we’re missing our childrenAnd we’re still on this sideOur hearts will continue to swell with prideAt the special, the wondrous, the out of place thingsLike this white pumpkin, and the joy that it bringsA reminder that our children are more than aliveThey are perfectly whole, all things are made rightAngel parents, I know there’s still tears to be shedBut I hope that this pumpkin brings peace insteadOur babies are promised forever in heavenAnd that’s the best gift we could ever be given
You worry that your loved one will not be there to greet you when you pass. They have gone before you, and what if they enter into another body for another life experience before you arrive? Set such fears aside, dear ones. You will see them again. They have never left your side at the level of Consciousness. You may call it what you want, this force that animates all that is. One need not have a body to exist. Your loved ones exist as the beautiful souls you came to know and love. Spirit can be changed, but never destroyed. Yes, it is the Law. Spirit is not limited to one body at a time. One story at a time. Life is eternal as Spirit arises in limitless forms, in limitless ways. Do not limit your perception of how your loved ones exist after the body returns to dust. What love has brought together, let no human thoughts limit. You are so very loved.
You came naked,
You will go naked.
You arrived weak,
You will leave weak.
You came without money and things,
You will leave even without money and things.
Your first bath? Someone washed you,
Your last bath? Someone will wash you.
This is life!!!
So why so much malice, so much envy, so much hate, so much resentment and so much selfishness?
BE KIND to everyone and do good deeds.
We have limited time on Earth don’t waste it in uselessness.
It’s a new morning and a brand new day to rise and shine. Good morning and happy weekend. Make your free days relaxing and joyful..