When does life begin? And/or When does the soul enter the
body?
Difficult questions to ask and answer, yet somewhat relevant
on today of all days. Today, you may be celebrating Passover, Resurrection, or
simply the Easter Bunny and his colorful eggs; but today I am filled, no
consumed, with these questions in my search for less pain as I process this
loss.
Some cultures believe that life begins at conception, others
when the heartbeats and many believe that the soul does not enter the body
until birth.
I personally, well today at least; I need the soul’s journey
to be at birth. I need to know inside my every fiber that my baby is still safe
and sound and merely waiting in the wings for a healthy body, one I have yet to
provide, but one that is still possible. I need to know that I have not lost a
soul I was meant to know, love and cherish. I need to know that my family, my
child, is still coming.
Some say that the pain we endure in our lives allows our
heart to split, heal and be enlarged by our pain and journey.
Today, today I sit, holding on to some of these warming
theories, hoping and praying that my answers will come, and that they will be
easy. Oh God give me strength, and please, please, go easy on me this time!
Amen
May you all have a wonderful holiday xo
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