“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free” (John 8:32) (KJV)
Excerpt from book It’s my Time to Grieve by Phoebe Leggett
“…there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail” (Job 14: 7)
Grinning from ear to ear, my vivacious teenage son shoved a dish garden full of tiny shriveled plants into my hands. “Here Mom, these are for you,” he said. “The store manager threw them away. I thought you might want them.”
But the plants were so withered I had serious doubts they would survive. Still, Matt had given them to me; so I drenched them with water and hoped for the best.
To my amazement and his delight, a little attention triggered those dying plants to sprout new leaves. Vibrant foliage was soon growing from all five. Lush greenery now filled my kitchen with the freshness of life.
A vast amount of time has passed since those special plants were given to me. Rivers of tears have streamed beneath life’s bridge. Matthew was killed in a car crash over ten years ago.
But some of the plants he insisted I take are still alive, and growing. When I look at the fullness of their beauty, I realize my son continues to exist.
There is hope for our reunion because life never ends. It just transplants to another place.