Sunday, March 8, 2009

Gone too Soon

Between feeding Ivy and chasing Sylas, my Sundays are hectic and I'm not able to interact with as many people I would like. Last Sunday I was only able to talk with a handful of people, and one of those was the daughter-in-law of long time members of our church. She doesn't usually attend the church, so I hadn't met her before. Oh, she was just glowing as she told me that she was pregnant with her first born; a son who was due in May. I loved seeing the beautiful expectancy on her face as she talked about him. Little did we know that her sweet son was going to arrive two days later, eleven weeks too early. He lived for two beautiful days and then went on to be with Jesus. My heart is broken for this family. I well know the pain of losing a child and have been in prayer day and night asking the Lord to meet them in their brokenness. Will you join me?


  1. Saying a prayer for this little one and their parents. So, so hard.

    Hugs and prayers.

  2. How sad - my heart always aches for those who have lost their baby/child ... as I look at my own baby, I can't even imagine the pain. I am praying -

  3. I will pray for the parents and keep them in my thoughts.

    I found this beautiful poem which gave some comfort to a friend of mine who lost one of her twin boys at 4 months.

    Honey there will be a hoop, and a hill to roll it down...

    (God wouldn't give a little boy the burden of a crown)

    He'll show you lots of trees to climb, and where he keeps the swings

    (God let him have a bat and ball instead of shining wings)

    And will he let you sail a kite up where the sky is clear

    Without tall buildings stooping down?

    Of course he will my dear!

    Now close your eyes...

    I'll kiss them shut, the way I always do...

    (I must not, must not cry dear Lord I know he's safe with you)

  4. I too have been praying for this family & have found myself in tears MANY times since finding out about their loss at the Friday Night of Worship.

    I'm not sure if it's the postpartum thing...or if it seems that so many are losing loved ones this time of year...but I cannot help but stare at Hannah (knowing she is named in honor of my neice who also went to be with Jesus at just 10 months old). I stare and wonder why God has allowed me to be so lucky...and I stare just aching for those who have been chosen a different path.

    Even Sy and Ivy's little siblings who I have never met but can imagine with just a glance and your two beautiful babies...

    my heart just goes out to all of them.

  5. Oh how sad! I'm adding my prayers for them.


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