My Jakin Isaac. My rainbow baby. We only had him for a short 19 weeks and last month, if he had been born full-term, he would have been 2 years old. Instead, God gave him a greater healing and took him home the day before Thanksgiving in 2010.
2 Corinthians 1:3-5
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 5 For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ.
I have been talking with a mother I know. I mother to three girls. No, four. She is carrying their fourth girl and have recently been diagnosed with Trisomy 13 and not expected to live long after birth. Her husband works with mine and they both attended both of our children's funerals (our daughter was also stillborn in 2009). They have always been so kind to us.
After their daughter's diagnosis at the 20 week anatomy scan, they reached out to us. We began walking with them through this time. I have been sending her books and a heartbeat bear they were able to take to their Dr. appointment and record their daughter's heartbeat and play it back for their other three girls and keep it inside this bear.
We talk a few times a week. The last thing we talked about was the hardest...funeral home preparations and how that was the hardest time for me...relinquishing their little bodies.
Now, we know full well that GOD CAN HEAL THIS CHILD! And if he does, we praise Him, and if He provides the greater healing and takes her to Heaven, we praise Him.
But this mother just needed to know she is not crazy for dreading that part. And, from my experiences (which were two very different experiences) I could tell her which one was easier for my heart.
I was able to (hopefully) offer some comfort to this hurting momma. I am comforted by the Father and I pray she is too. He comforted me, so I can offer the same to her.
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2 comments:
I'm sorry for your losses. I can't imagine. But greatly admire you using your loss to help comfort someone else.
I guess that being able to offer comfort and understanding to others that suffer is a good that is brought out of our own losses. Such heart wrenching experiences! I am grateful for the God that is bigger than our losses and grief....but saddened for the hurt that you, and now your friends,(and myself) have gone through. Prayers. (And that pic is just beautiful!)
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