We lost a baby this week. It's a deep, gut-wrenching loss that I'd hoped I would never experience, but that didn't stop it from happening. It s a surreal thing- to see the baby on the ultrasound and then to know it isn't there anymore. It's a little hard to accept at times...
I know I'm not alone. I'm just one of so many thousands of women who have miscarriages every year. It's heartbreaking to think about. The world is so full of heartbreak...
I was blessed by a friend who came to minister to me today, and she read to me from 2 Corinthians 1-
"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too."
Chapter 4 goes on to say,
"Therefore, having this ministry by the mercy of God, we do not lose heart... For what we proclaim is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, with ourselves as your servants for Jesus' sake. For God, who said, 'Let light shine out of darkness,' has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.
But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies. For we who live are always being given over to death for Jesus' sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh."
This is the hope that Christians have that the world doesn't understand. I have hope in the midst of heartache, because I believe that God is good, even when things happen that we don't understand. Maybe in this case it's the ability to sympathize with others who have been in this situation; maybe, it's a change in me that needed to happen. I have been so afraid, for so long, that something would happen to one of my babies that I wouldn't be able to prevent. I just can't fathom that kind of grief. I have been blessed with four beautiful babies, who I would do anything to protect; but, I lost this one, and there was nothing I could do to prevent it.
As I left the doctors' office the other day with the knowledge of what was to come, I felt a stirring in my spirit, and a quiet, gentle voice that said, "Stop clinging so tight to things that are beyond your control. You know that I AM good, and I AM in control, and I will keep them. You need to let go."
And so, in the midst of this, though my heart still aches for the baby I didn't get to hold, I feel braver. Because I believe in the goodness of God, and that good will come from our loss, even though I may not ever know the extent of it. And, even in this, God has been merciful; He chose to use a precious unborn life instead of one of the beautiful babies that I've held and cared for and gotten to know for so many years.
"And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose." -Romans 8:28
