Pink Tulips

We placed pink tulips on Lucy Mae’s grave yesterday.   Pink tulips have become Lucy’s signature of her time on earth.   


Gregg and I stood together, staring at her grave marker, remembering and wishing it was different. For a brief moment the grief became as fresh and strong as it was in the first moments of loss (   Our grief rises out of a love that doesn’t stop with death, a love that continues to grow and keep the heart captive, a love so strong that it produces faith to believe there’s more to come with this sweet one.

Yesterday was one of those rare occasions that heaven seemed close—as if, we were separated only by a thin veil—and in that brief moment I knew with certainty there’s more to come than anyone could ever imagine.  It makes me smile, even now, knowing God doesn’t ever do anything halfway.   I’m sure heaven is surprisingly stunning.  And.  It seems to me the first hello is planned out as the beginning of a great celebration.  Without a doubt, I will be filled with uncontainable-out-of-control joy.  I’m not sure what theology includes uncontainable-out-of-control joy —but, I’m convinced it comes from the reality of living in the unstoppable and never-ending love of God. 

Actually, I believe it’s God’s love that brings living on earth as it is in heaven within our reach. 

God is always with us and is always for us . . . on earth as it is in heaven . . . giving the power of hope to press on and move forward.

It’s what allows us to experience the joy of life rather than only going through the motions of daily living.  It occurs every time we’re with Lucy Mae’s sister, Ellie, and brother, Jack, as well as her cousins, Madelyn and Sydney.  These little ones are pure and holy joy, which is heaven on earth for me.  

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 And– our three T’s who have always brought joy–

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As well as joy from our family . . .

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And, now, the joy of  The Red Door Community Church as family . . .

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pink tulips - 1When I place pink tulips on Lucy Mae’s grave–I’m reminded and encouraged–there’s amazing life now as well as beyond the grave because of God’s great love, the source of joy.

I started to walk away, but could not go until I said the words I told her the day we said good-bye: “Shine on sweet one.”  

(Written by Kerrie Carlisle Palmer © 2016 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED)


Author: Kerrie Carlisle Palmer

Hi there, I am a Life-Story Teller, Co-Developer of TableThink (, co-host of TableThink and Think On This Podcasts, Pastor, Church Planter, Founder of Red Door Church. I love to be with my family, friends, and anyone I meet along the way. Two musts are coffee and celebrations. I hope you and I are able to connect soon.

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