Though I love fall and it is my favorite time of year, I often wonder why the very things that are so beautiful can be pictures of death. The leaves of the trees are dying, and are about to fall off, yet they are so colorful and beautiful.
This past weekend marks three months since my best friend, Casey, lost her son at birth. She recently posted some of the pictures of the gravestone and the cemetery on her blog. The pictures were so beautiful and so sad all at the same time. They reflected so much of the beauty of fall, yet they remind us of death- both Asher’s death, the others buried there, and even nature itself.
As I’ve been thinking on this lately, I’ve been encouraged that though fall reflects death and preparation for the winter, we know that after winter, there will be spring. With the coming of spring we will see new life; creation will bud and bloom again, there will be beauty and a sense of renewal. As I think about life and death, the same thought is encouraging, that after death comes resurrection. For those who are in Christ, there is a hope of an eternal life that is forever blooming and beautiful, where death (and sin) has been defeated, and there are pleasures to be had forevermore in the presence of our glorious God.
So, as I hurt with my dear friend for the loss of her son, I rejoice in the hope of the resurrection. I rejoice that Asher is already enjoying a perfect, joyful life that will last for all eternity. And I rejoice in the confidence that his mother and father, grandparents, aunts and uncles, will be reunited with him for all eternity.
“And this is the testimony: that God has given us eternal life, and this life is in His Son. He who has the Son has life…” – 1 John 5.11,12
Here’s a few pictures I got to have with Asher and his mom the day he was born.