Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Wonderful Promises
Monday, December 13, 2010
It Can Never Happen To Me...
Hello from a snowy December day. Things are plugging along. We're hurtling toward Christmas at an alarming rate. Am I done with my Christmas shopping? That's a big ol' NO! Am I going to stress over it? An even bigger NO! :) I have been embroidering some stuff to give as gifts, which is enjoyable and therapeutic. (Or as Barney Fife would say, "therapetic")
I was reading the Our Daily Bread devotional book. I found this devotional. It is written by Dennis Fisher. It kind of struck a chord with me. Before going through all of this with losing Caroline, I knew that people lost babies all the time. I mean, even my own grandmother lost her first child before he was a year old. We talked about Jimmy a lot, he has always been very much part of the family. I just knew that I would never be strong enough to go through something like that. And since I wouldn't have the required strength, I assumed it just wouldn't happen to me. It's not that I thought I was "too good" or that I was above something awful like this, I guess I just thought I couldn't possibly have to live through this. Also, I think most of us have gone through things that make us think, "This is the kind of thing that only happens to other people or other families." But, it does happen. Things happen to people all the time. And, I am trying my best to give my God, who has been so good to me, my gratitude and trust. After all, he will turn my sorrow to dancing.
Psalm 30:6-12 (HCSB)
6 When I was secure, I said,
"I will never be shaken."
7 LORD, when You showed Your favor,
You made me stand like a strong mountain;
when You hid Your face, I was terrified.
8 LORD, I called to You;
I sought favor from my Lord:
9 "What gain is there in my death,
in my descending to the Pit?
Will the dust praise You?
Will it proclaim Your truth?
10 LORD, listen and be gracious to me;
LORD, be my helper."
11 You turned my lament into dancing;
You removed my sackcloth
and clothed me with gladness,
12 so that I can sing to You and not be silent.
LORD my God, I will praise You forever.
Actor Christopher Reeve was paralyzed in a horseback riding accident in 1995. Prior to this tragedy, he had played the part of a paraplegic in a movie. In preparation, Reeve visited a rehabilitation facility. He recalled: “Every time I left that rehab center, I said, ‘Thank God that’s not me.’ ” After his accident, Reeve regretted that statement: “I was so setting myself apart from those people who were suffering without realizing that in a second that could be me.” And sadly, for him, it was.
We too may look at the troubles of others and think that it could never happen to us. Especially if our life journey has led to a measure of success, financial security, and family harmony. In a moment of vanity and self-sufficiency, King David admitted to falling into the trap of feeling invulnerable: “Now in my prosperity I said, ‘I shall never be moved’” (Ps. 30:6). But David quickly caught himself and redirected his heart away from self-sufficiency. He remembered that he had known adversity in the past and God had delivered him: “You have turned for me my mourning into dancing” (v.11).
Whether He has brought us blessing or trial, God still deserves our gratitude and trust.
I can always count on God, my heavenly Father,
For He changes not; He always is the same;
Yesterday, today, forever, He is faithful,
And I know He loves me, praise His holy name. —Felten
In good times and bad, our greatest need is God.
Always her mommy,
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Keep My Heart Alive
This has been a rough week. Not in its entirety, but it certainly has had some tough spots. Arthur has been back to work and I have had more alone time. It’s been hard on me. I wish I could say that I was able to keep myself busy and keep my mind off of any sad things, but it hasn’t been that easy. The most random things remind me of Caroline and I realize all over again that she is gone. It hits me with a force that almost brings me to my knees, a physical pain that weighs too much to hold up. These are the times that I need to pray, and beg for God to give me even an ounce of strength. But honestly, sometimes in the midst of those storms, I don’t even have the strength to pray. All I have are my cries. The cry of a mother who has lost her beloved daughter, the cry of a mother who has empty arms that ache so much for that baby, the guttural cries that come from deep within a broke and hurting soul. These are the times that I can barely catch my breath, much less form sentences to beg God for a little help. As I was crying my heart out the other day, I remembered Romans 8:26:
“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.”
There have been several times since Caroline left us that I haven’t even had the words to pray. There have been many times that I hurt too badly to find the words to tell God what I needed Him to do to help me. Thankfully, He can make sense of me when I can’t gather my thoughts.
I’m also finding that music is helping me a lot through these hard times. I heard a song by Sanctus Real, it’s called “Keep My Heart Alive.” It struck me that there have been times in my life that I’ve said empty hallelujahs, as the song says. I think that we’ve probably all had those times if we’re honest; times when you don’t necessarily feel like praising God, times that you’re just going through the motions. So, it is my prayer that Jesus keeps my heart alive, and that He saves me from this world that’s breaking right before my eyes. I do want to be able to sing praises and glorify Him, even when I feel like my hope is fading and I can’t go on.
I’m so tired of politics
And all this bad news
I’m so tired of chasing the moment
Instead of chasing You
I let the world wear me down
Jesus, keep my heart alive
Keep my heart alive
Only You can save me from a world that’s breaking right before my eyes
Keep my heart alive
Fill my lungs again
'cause I wanna sing
And I wanna mean it
I wanna feel again
And let the world hear the sound of something about
Jesus, keep my heart alive
Keep my heart alive
Only You can save me when my world is breaking right before my eyes
Jesus, keep my heart alive
Keep my heart alive
Only You can save me when my hope is fading and I’m losing the fight
And when the world wears me down
You’re my life’s love
You keep my heart alive
Also, there is a family that has just gone through losing their precious baby girl Kylee. She was also stillborn; her umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. Please keep this family in your prayers.
On a positive note, I received the necklace that I ordered in Caroline's memory. It's a beautiful heart with her name on it and a little pearl. My new friend Becky at Munchkin Mama Designs (see her link to the right) made it for me. THANKS BECKY!!!!!
Love and prayers,
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
I Will Carry You
So, I’ve been reading the book “I Will Carry You” by Angie Smith. She lost her daughter, Audrey Caroline, after carrying her through the full pregnancy even after receiving notice that Audrey was “incompatible with life.” The book deals with the grief that you feel as a mother and a Christian facing the loss of a child. I have really been able to identify with her. I would certainly suggest this book to anyone who has lost a child, or is close to someone who has. It offers great insight into the mind and heart of a grieving mother.
They wrote a song (her husband sings in Selah) about their sweet Audrey. The lyrics are posted below:
I Will Carry You
There were photographs I wanted to take
Things I wanted to show you
Sing sweet lullabies, wipe your teary eyes
Who could love you like this?
People say that I am brave but I’m not
Truth is I’m barely hanging on
But there’s a greater story
Written long before me
Because He loves you like this
So I will carry you
While your heart beats here
Long beyond the empty cradle
Through the coming years
I will carry you
All my life
And I will praise the One Who’s chosen me
To carry you
Such a short time
Such a long road
All this madness
But I know
That the silence
Has brought me to His voice
And He says…
I’ve shown her photographs of time beginning
Walked her through the parted seas
Angel lullabies, no more teary eyes
Who could love her like this?
I will carry you
While your heart beats here
Long beyond the empty cradle
Through the coming years
I will carry you
All your life
And I will praise the One Who’s chosen Me
To carry you
As I type this, my heart is breaking…because I desperately would love to be able to take those photographs, wipe those teary eyes, and sing those sweet lullabies, because I DO love her.
4 weeks ago tonight, I gave birth to her. 4 weeks ago tonight, I lost my first child. 4 weeks ago tonight, a part of my heart went with her. 4 weeks ago tonight, my life changed forever. 4 weeks ago, I felt God move in my life in a way I never had before. I was chosen for those 39 weeks to carry her in my womb. I am chosen to carry Caroline through the coming years. And despite my broken heart, I do praise the One who chose me. Caroline’s life, though so brief, has so richly blessed me, and I pray that I am able to take the blessings that I’ve gotten from her and the things I’ve learned through this journey (of which I am still very much in the midst) and help others.
Love and prayers,