So, I found out that today is the National Day of Remembrance for infant and pregnancy loss. I don't know how many of you have lost a child of your own, or if you perhaps know someone who has.
I lost our first little one at 14 weeks pregnant at the end of September last year. We found out the baby had died shortly after my husband's 29th birthday. I had made him a card talking about how his wish of having a baby before his 30th birthday would come true. Both of us agreed to 'hide' that card shortly after finding out. We both felt so dead. Neither of us was angry at God, we knew there must have been a reason. This day last year I cried. Today, I'm crying as I'm writing this. I loved that little life inside of me as I love my little girl who has already been out in the world for 3 1/2 weeks. God has blessed us richly. That card? It still applies... Marin was born days before her father's 30th birthday.
I wish to share a dream with you that I had shortly after finding out that our little one had died last year. God gave me a dream of a little green eyed, curly reddish-brown haired girl all dressed in white, dancing in a sea of daisies with Jesus. She smiled at me. I woke up crying. God is taking care of her for me in heaven where I'll see her someday.
So, since this is a day to remember these little ones, let's take some time think of them as they perfect their dance with our Heavenly Father.
3 comments:
Amazing how God is faithful...even when we can't see past tomorrow.
Oh, how you have touched my heart with this post. God bless you and your whole family -- including the one already waiting the Father for you.
What a beautiful dream...God is so good :)
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