My heart has been aching for them, and over and over, I keep thinking what an odd euphemism it is to "lose" someone.
I may never understand what it is like to carry a baby for 9 months and then come home empty-handed. I may never understand any of the emotions my friends are having to deal with this week. Yet my heart aches for them, and I face a mix of emotions someplace between anger and confusion.
I don't understand why a tragedy such as this happens.
What I do know that God is still God, and I believe without a doubt that his heart aches for them, too. I know that to him, little Isla is not lost.
I wonder how parents find peace in a situation such as this. I think only God can carry anyone through a valley such as this.
Even though I go through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me... (Ps. 23:4)
Please pray with me for my friends. As a general announcement has not yet been made, I do not want to mention their names here. God knows who they are, though. Let's carry them in prayer.
Praying. I also lost a baby girl, but before her birth.
ReplyDeleteI've thought the same thing about that term.
ReplyDeleteAnd am, as you know, praying in earnest for our very dear friends ...
My heart goes out to them. The thought crossed my mind before I delivered and I could not imagine what I would do if that was me. May God give them peace and joy.
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