Those of you who know me or read my blog know that my favorite hobby is geocaching. My hobby takes me to many out of the way places including many long forgotten remote cemeteries like Mount Zion Lutheran Cemetery in Washita County, Oklahoma. It is truly in the middle of nowhere. Down a long dirt road.
With only a few cows, and a compressor station that processes gas from the Colony Wash gas field as neighbors.
There are lots of sad stories in these old cemeteries. I always wonder if anybody remembers these stories. Young Miss Rosie Lee Kolb would be 83 now. She has been buried in the red dirt of western Oklahoma that long, through the baking summers and the ice cold winters and the wind that may change direction but never quits.
And then there are the mysteries. “Unknown”, was the person unknown when the died, or is their a grave and they don’t know who is in it. It may be possible that these people are not remembered by anybody.
But there is hope.
15 Our days on earth are like grass;
like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
16 The wind blows, and we are gone—
as though we had never been here.
17 But the love of the Lord remains forever
with those who fear him.
His salvation extends to the children’s children.
Psalm 103
