Consider how the lilies grow. If this is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is gone... how much more will he clothe you. From the book of Matthew

As I look at this picture of my first grandchildren
Something deep inside me moves.
I realize as I study it
That this exact moment will never be relived
Yet it will live on.
As a sister sits with her baby brother
Showing him patience and love.
He seems to be listening to her gentle voice
They seem to be consumed
By a love so beyond what a grown mind can understand.
They seem to be comforted
By the promise of Our Savior.

And my grandmothers heart beats to the waving of the grass
I reach into the picture
Touch each one of them and plant a Lilly by their small hands.
I am consumed by a love so deep
Only God can understand
The missing beats
Of a grandmothers heart.