Our two little ones born into the arms of God are buried in the Herriman cemetery. Here are some pictures of our most recent visit. Christi does a great job keeping their headstone adorned. I love the white theme she chose this Memorial Day.
Showing posts with label Jacob. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jacob. Show all posts
Thursday, June 8, 2017
Happy Birthday, Jacob
On June 8, 2004, we lost the first of our little angel babies. The loss of Jacob Michael Green, and then Emily Anne a little over a year later, started us down a road that continues to amaze and bless us. Christi detailed the beginning of our adoption journey in a blog post a few years ago. If you're interested, you can read that post here.
Our two little ones born into the arms of God are buried in the Herriman cemetery. Here are some pictures of our most recent visit. Christi does a great job keeping their headstone adorned. I love the white theme she chose this Memorial Day.
Our two little ones born into the arms of God are buried in the Herriman cemetery. Here are some pictures of our most recent visit. Christi does a great job keeping their headstone adorned. I love the white theme she chose this Memorial Day.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Happy Birthday, little Jacob!
Stillborn--
Born, still in the arms of God.
Born, still in the knowledge
Of His grace, and of His love.
Born, still to us
But alive to God!
Born, still in the arms of God.
Born, still in the knowledge
Of His grace, and of His love.
Born, still to us
But alive to God!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Just a few months...
...was all the time you needed to change my life in so many ways. With that short time you had, you wrapped me around your tiny little finger, and I will never let go.
With just a few months, you taught me life lessons, made me fall in love, and awakened tender, sacred feelings that I will never forget.
With just a few months, you gave me one of the hardest jobs a mom can have-- being a mother of an angel.
With just a few months, you refined me.
You broke my heart, and you healed my heart.
You led our entire family on a journey that gave a family to precious children we never would have known.
Your tiny footprints left their mark in this world.
Would that we would all accomplish so much in just a few short months.
Happy Birthday, little Jake.
Light the way home...
With just a few months, you taught me life lessons, made me fall in love, and awakened tender, sacred feelings that I will never forget.
With just a few months, you gave me one of the hardest jobs a mom can have-- being a mother of an angel.
With just a few months, you refined me.
You broke my heart, and you healed my heart.
You led our entire family on a journey that gave a family to precious children we never would have known.
Your tiny footprints left their mark in this world.
Would that we would all accomplish so much in just a few short months.
Happy Birthday, little Jake.
Light the way home...
Monday, April 4, 2011
Easter
I know it's a bit early, but today I have Easter on my mind! I have it on my mind because I have Jacob and Emily on my mind, and I'm sure you can figure out why that leads me to thoughts of Easter. (:
When asked my favorite holiday, I've always gone back and forth between Easter and Christmas, usually with Easter prevailing. (: There are many reasons that I adore Easter. I love to color eggs. I love the happy, optimistic feeling that comes with Spring. I love the Easter bunny and the fun little gifts he leaves me! I love love love our annual tradition of going "Eastering." For those of you not blessed enough to know what Eastering is, let me fill you in! Eastering denotes: camping in the beautiful Utah desert with your entire extended (think about 200) family, going rapelling and four-wheeling, singing around campfires, hunting for Easter eggs and arrowheads, games with all of your cousins, exploring, rolling eggs down the hills (signifying the stone being rolled from the sepluchre), stories and testimonies, catching up with beloved family, braving the wind, and getting very, very dirty. Food must include: scotcheroos, dutch oven chicken, sticky rice with mango, Diane's cheesecake, toasted English muffins with eggs and bacon, hoagies, puffed wheat balls, and handfuls from Grandma's bowl of Easter candy-- but also may, of course, include various other delicious dishes. The campfire isn't complete without "Here Comes Elmer," "Where Have all the Flowers Gone?," "I Am a Child of God," "Peter Cottontail," and "The Other Day I Met a Bear." Ah.... Good times, good times.
But I love Easter the most because of what it represents.
An empty tomb.
A risen Lord.
I was so blessed to have the opportunity to spend a semester studying abroad in the Holy Land. It was one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I was able to walk the shores of Galilee, sing Christmas songs on the hills overlooking Bethlehem, climb Mount Sinai to watch the sunrise, kneel in the Garden of Gethsemane, sing hymns in an "upper room" dating to the time of Christ, wade in the waters of Jordan, walk the road to Jericho, and much, much more. All of those places were sacred, yes. But my most favorite place to visit, and I went there often, was the Garden Tomb. In fact, many Sabbath mornings you could find me there, with my roommates or friends, studying our scriptures and basking in the Spirit that was there. I think the thing that I loved about it the most, was the peaceful JOY that was found within its walls. There was so much JOY there!! (: (: (:
I remember well the first time that I went to the Garden Tomb. We were laughing and chatting, my friends and I, as we walked along the streets to the entrance. But the second we stepped inside the garden walls, we were immediately subdued. The sacredness inside was felt by all. It was such a stark contrast to what was felt just outside its walls. I walked inside the tomb itself with these friends. We stood there for a minute in silence, until one of the guys started singing, "I Know that My Redeemer Lives." We all joined in, tears pouring down our cheeks, and the Spirit that permeated that tomb was tangible beyond words. It was one of the most reverent, sacred moments of my life.
I know He lives.
And because He lives, Jacob and Emily live.
And Elli and Lexi will see. And Sophi will put her arms around me. And Graci and Xander will run with ease. And all of my children will be eternally gathered in my arms.
And that is why I love Easter.
(If you double click, you can get the full picture)
When asked my favorite holiday, I've always gone back and forth between Easter and Christmas, usually with Easter prevailing. (: There are many reasons that I adore Easter. I love to color eggs. I love the happy, optimistic feeling that comes with Spring. I love the Easter bunny and the fun little gifts he leaves me! I love love love our annual tradition of going "Eastering." For those of you not blessed enough to know what Eastering is, let me fill you in! Eastering denotes: camping in the beautiful Utah desert with your entire extended (think about 200) family, going rapelling and four-wheeling, singing around campfires, hunting for Easter eggs and arrowheads, games with all of your cousins, exploring, rolling eggs down the hills (signifying the stone being rolled from the sepluchre), stories and testimonies, catching up with beloved family, braving the wind, and getting very, very dirty. Food must include: scotcheroos, dutch oven chicken, sticky rice with mango, Diane's cheesecake, toasted English muffins with eggs and bacon, hoagies, puffed wheat balls, and handfuls from Grandma's bowl of Easter candy-- but also may, of course, include various other delicious dishes. The campfire isn't complete without "Here Comes Elmer," "Where Have all the Flowers Gone?," "I Am a Child of God," "Peter Cottontail," and "The Other Day I Met a Bear." Ah.... Good times, good times.
But I love Easter the most because of what it represents.
An empty tomb.
A risen Lord.
I was so blessed to have the opportunity to spend a semester studying abroad in the Holy Land. It was one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I was able to walk the shores of Galilee, sing Christmas songs on the hills overlooking Bethlehem, climb Mount Sinai to watch the sunrise, kneel in the Garden of Gethsemane, sing hymns in an "upper room" dating to the time of Christ, wade in the waters of Jordan, walk the road to Jericho, and much, much more. All of those places were sacred, yes. But my most favorite place to visit, and I went there often, was the Garden Tomb. In fact, many Sabbath mornings you could find me there, with my roommates or friends, studying our scriptures and basking in the Spirit that was there. I think the thing that I loved about it the most, was the peaceful JOY that was found within its walls. There was so much JOY there!! (: (: (:
I remember well the first time that I went to the Garden Tomb. We were laughing and chatting, my friends and I, as we walked along the streets to the entrance. But the second we stepped inside the garden walls, we were immediately subdued. The sacredness inside was felt by all. It was such a stark contrast to what was felt just outside its walls. I walked inside the tomb itself with these friends. We stood there for a minute in silence, until one of the guys started singing, "I Know that My Redeemer Lives." We all joined in, tears pouring down our cheeks, and the Spirit that permeated that tomb was tangible beyond words. It was one of the most reverent, sacred moments of my life.
I know He lives.
And because He lives, Jacob and Emily live.
And Elli and Lexi will see. And Sophi will put her arms around me. And Graci and Xander will run with ease. And all of my children will be eternally gathered in my arms.
And that is why I love Easter.
(If you double click, you can get the full picture)
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Sunday, May 24, 2009
I have finally updated Elli's site...
...and am pledging to be better at keeping it up. (:
(As Jennifer put it well, Elli may not be forsaken, but her blog is!)
Click HERE to read.
Also, being Memorial Day weekend, we are of course thinking of our sweet, amazing loved ones who have passed on. We are especially missing those we have lost in the last few years:
Tiffany Rose (Jeremy's darling little sister-- died at age 22 in a car accident)
Grandpa Larsen (my grandfather-- a WWII veteran and amazing man)
Grandpa Green (Jeremy's grandfather-- a hard worker with a quick wit)
Grandma Nelson (my grandmother and one of my most treasured friends)
Keltson Blackburn (our sweet neighbor and Taylor's primary teacher)
and of course our darling Jacob and Emily.
We love you.
(As Jennifer put it well, Elli may not be forsaken, but her blog is!)
Click HERE to read.
Also, being Memorial Day weekend, we are of course thinking of our sweet, amazing loved ones who have passed on. We are especially missing those we have lost in the last few years:
Tiffany Rose (Jeremy's darling little sister-- died at age 22 in a car accident)
Grandpa Larsen (my grandfather-- a WWII veteran and amazing man)
Grandpa Green (Jeremy's grandfather-- a hard worker with a quick wit)
Grandma Nelson (my grandmother and one of my most treasured friends)
Keltson Blackburn (our sweet neighbor and Taylor's primary teacher)
and of course our darling Jacob and Emily.
We love you.
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