This is the site where our doggie Jamie is buried.
I'll plant flowers later this spring.
Even though his spirit lives on in many beautiful ways,
there's something important and sacred about locating his body and this resting place.
This makes me think of Jesus.
His Spirit is alive, strong, and not contained,
but we also have the need to locate him in certain buildings, rituals, and pages of sacred scripture....and that too is good.
So, I go to the green shed to remember the little beast.
I go to the pages to remember the itinerant preacher, healer, and Savior.
But both their spirits cannot be contained even in my little heart.