Fact: A little (or a lot of) dirt never hurt
Me & my Daddy hiking the river
Danny and his family spent many summers in this very same place and it had a special spot in both our hearts. We decided to take the girls here as their first BIG camping trip at 8 months old. If we survived that trip I think we can do just about anything. It didn't stop us and we have been back every summer since.
This year was supposed to be Lucas first trip, his very first time camping. Knowing my due date, we excitedly planned for months to bring our precious newborn to our very favorite place. We made special reservations and I envisioned our overflowing car packed with 3 car seats and all the baby gear one buys in hopes of a sleeping baby.
"In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps."
It was bittersweet going up there without him. Sitting in the front seat as we drove it was hard not to think about the little car seat I so badly wished was in the back row.
We cremated Lucas after his birth and the decision to spread his ashes or not laid heavy on our hearts over the past few months. With much prayer we decided this would be the only place we would like the last physical pieces of our son to be.
The Lord truly answered our prayers and prepared our hearts for this moment. Danny and I sat alone in a beautiful place. We read scripture and prayed.
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."
I can say now I feel good about our decision. It is another step on this road to healing. Thank you Lord for the beautiful earth you have created for us to enjoy, if this is how you have made the land I can't begin to imagine the sights of Heaven.