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Allowed to Grieve

I’m sharing today over at my friend Jamie’s blog Brown Paper and Strings for her series entitled Out of the Dark, Into the Light.

It’s from my heart.  It took a while to write in between the memories and the tears. 

If you’ve experienced the death of a child…this is for you. 

Into the Light

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Feature {Into the Word Wednesday}

I spent some time reading through the posts that were linked up from the Wednesday before Christmas.  It was difficult to get back into the swing of life after hearing about the tragedy that occurred in Sandy Hook. 

One post stuck out to me more than any other from that week. 

4 Ways God Works Tragic Events to Good by Brooke over at Rivers of Water. 

She included this:

Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
 
They were filled with such joy; they didn’t know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“Where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“This is heaven” declared a small boy. “We’re spending Christmas at God’s house”.
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
 
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring,
Those children all flew into the arms of their King…
 
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.
 
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below…
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe…
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!
 
“May this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back this nation. I’m taking back the schools!
“Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“Come now my children let me show you around.
 
“Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran…
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
In the midst of this darkness, “I am still the Light.”
–Author Unknown
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If you are like me, you are wiping your eyes thinking about those beautiful babies.  I had a difficult time not thinking about the parents that had to celebrate Christmas without their babies. 
All of the emotion aside, I love how Brooke pulled herself together enough to see the good that comes out of tragedy. 
It’s true.  There is some good.  We can’t just focus on the tragedy.  If we did, we’d probably never get out of bed.  Head over there and check out the points she makes. 
Thank you Brooke for reminding us that there is a little good we can still see. 

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Joy-Filled Sorrow. {Into the Word Wednesday}

Have you ever felt joy and sorrow at the same time?

Have you been so joyous about a situation that reminds you of a sorrowful time in your life?

I’ve been preparing myself for this moment. I knew the grief would probably be rough but didn’t expect it to hit me like a ton of bricks like it did today.

One of my closest friends had a baby today.  I’ve been waiting her entire pregnancy to find out whether she’d have a girl or a boy.  I was so thrilled to find out she was pregnant.  You see, she was my rock through both of my miscarriages.  She was the only person I knew that had been through it.  We were more acquaintances at the time but we became close talking and sharing about our sweet angel babies. 

I am so thrilled.  If she lived closer I’d have been there today. 

Exactly seven days after my first miscarriage, I had a baby shower to attend. 

I went.  I smiled through the excitement.  I oohed and ahhed over the cute baby clothes and toys.  I buried the hurt because that day wasn’t about me.  It was about her.  It was a celebration of her baby.  It was her first and it was family.  Another guest announced her pregnancy at some point during the night. 

I got in the car at the end of the night, tears already streaming down my face before the key was in the ignition.  I had to pull over twice that night because I couldn’t see the road through the tears. 

Today seemed worse than that night in some ways. 

I’m overjoyed with excitement because I know she’s been where I’ve been.  She deserves this and so much more.  I’m also so sad because my outcome isn’t as positive.  It’s tough to swallow the fact that my baby-making days are over.  I feel like something has been stolen from me. 

I know if it’s meant to be for us to have another child that it will all work out.  There are adoption and surrogacy options available should we decide to pursue this.

I’m leaning on Psalm 147:3 pretty heavily today. 

‘He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds’. <—Tweet this

It’s a verse that reminds us that He is there for us no matter what we are going through.  For me, I’m brokenhearted today but not because my friend had her sweet baby. 

I’m brokenhearted today because I miss my angel babies.  I am brokenhearted because I know I’ll never again see an ultrasound with my own sweet baby’s profile.  

Is there something you are feeling down about?  Allow this verse to sit on your heart.  Know that He will heal you but it will be in His timing.  It won’t happen over night but it will happen.

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N = Negative {All About Me}

With the fourth pregnancy we had to make a tough decision.  Neither of us could handle the thought of losing another baby.  My doctor also didn’t feel I would make it through another pregnancy. 

After many long talks, we made decided. 

I feel sad knowing that I’ll never again see that positive pink line on a pregnancy test.  I hurt knowing I have two babies in heaven (possibly three). 

There have been a few times I’ve honestly felt as though I might be pregnant.  More than a week late with all of the symptoms I’ve had in the past has fooled me more than once over the past few years.

Sometimes I forget about that necessary surgery during the c-section this last time.  Then come the thoughts of looking into reversing it. 

Then I remember. 

I have two amazing little ones here on this earth.  I love them more than anything.  Even though I still dream of baby number three to happen, I love them too much to risk my life to make my dream come true. 

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Miscarriage + Jesus = Joy {Into the Word Wednesday}

I know. You may be here because of the title of this post.  If you have already read this post, you know that I have been through at least two miscarriages.  It is the most excruciating emotional pain I’ve ever been through.

What could this possibly mean?  How could Miscarriage + Jesus = Joy?

Trust me. I have been where you are right now.  Are you wondering how I got to this point in my grief?

I want to share more details about my sweet babies but I’ll save that for another day.

I will tell you this. I’ll never get over it but I am at peace knowing that my sweet babies are with Jesus.  My heart leaps with joy knowing that they are being cared for in heaven.

Once I read Jeremiah 1:5 and Luke 18:16, I was still hurting of course, but I learned my angel babies would be okay.

Jeremiah 1:5

‘Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,before you were born I set you apart;I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.’

Luke 18:16

But Jesus called the children to him and said ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. 

I love knowing that one day I’ll meet them!!  I love knowing that they are in heaven surrounded by love.

If you have been through a miscarriage, please know that Jesus is taking care of your babies. Who knows maybe they are all up in heaven playing together!  Therefore, even though a miscarriage is painful, I have joy in my heart knowing they are with Jesus!

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Kelly at Exceptionalistic (looks like you found me!)

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