Speechless Sunday - Ernestena's Limb

A couple of weeks ago was Memorial Day. As is our tradition, we headed to the Park Grove graveyard in Broken Arrow to visit the grave of my grandparents, great parents and other family members. Now that mom and dad live in Tulsa, visiting the Park Grove Graveyard is much more fun because my dad knew many of the people whose graves are just...well, graves, at least, to me.

One thing we always like to do when we're at the Park Grove graveyard is to find Ernestena's grave. The reason we like to do this is because of this...

This is either the arm or the leg of poor Ernestena. My dad remembers that she lost her limb, but he cannot remember which limb it was nor how she lost it. The limb was buried on October 6, 1925.

Just to the right of Ernestena's limb is...Ernestena!

According to the date, she died five years later. That means that for five years, she may have visited the grave of her limb! (My niece pointed that out).

From what I understand, Ernestena was of the Christian faith, which teaches that there will be a resurrection of the body when Jesus Christ returns to the earth. I suppose that she must have wanted all of her body parts available for when that happens.

Of course, if God made the universe and people and planets and all the amazing parts of life like whales and dolphins and sunshine and emotions and stuff, then remaking a limb probably wouldn't be a big deal to Him.

Still, it is fun to find Ernestena's limb each time we go to visit Grandma and Grandpa's graves!