Crazy Life

I live next to a cemetery and I like to walk the dogs there. Today I was looking at the baby section and I noticed there were two sets of twins. I cannot imagine the pain of parents who bury a child who lived one hour or one day, sometimes a couple of months or even a year. But to bury two at the same time must make a heart as heavy as it could ever be. I also noticed two tiny graves about a row apart  with exactly the same name. I went back and forth comparing. They were exact in every way, except that they were three years apart. I try to imagine those parents. Their loss, their hopefulness and then a second tragedy. Of course we don't know the rest of the story. I like to think that they went on to have healthy children. I saw this on a tombstone:   Jeremiah 29:11 I knew I wouldn't remember by the time I got home so I pulled out my phone to Look it up, "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, pl...

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