our sweet baby

wow! february is gone ... whoosh ... when did that happen? well, i guess since it is the shortest month of the year, that can be my excuse for not posting in er,  an entire month, sigh. i digress.

                                                  welcome march! i'm so glad you're here!
actually i been away from my computer for a reason. i've been in a quiet, contemplative season.
                                                february was an emotional month

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  this past month i sat at a friends baby shower, anticipating the exciting arrival of a new little one . . .

    at the same shower, i listen as a friend with tears in her eyes, mourns the deep loss of her father . . .

i hug the neck of another lovely friend who is gravely concerned for her daughter's uncertain health . .

  i sob as i write a note of encouragement to a dear friend whose just experienced a miscarriage . . .

            the deep, deep pain that i familiarly walked through three years ago this past month.

                                                             the loss of our sweet baby.

              since that painful day three years ago, february has been an emotional month.

               remembering the raw emotion, feeling as though i could barely breathe through the pain . . .
                         
                             the hope of seeing our little one's beautiful face, gone in an instant . . .
             
                                     never ending tears. crying out, "i can not walk through this" . . .

    and the gentle whisper of my Shepherd, "you don't have to walk through this; i will carry you".

i remember the numb moments of overwhelming pain & loss . feeling life around me just stop.
                  thinking i was beginning to heal, then burst into tears of pain all over again.

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                                   three years have passed. our little toddler dances in Heaven . . .

                                        i cling to the only truth i remembered during that time.

                                     " oh, how He LOVES us...oh, how He LOVES us ..."

                                                                   HE is GOOD.
            He heals our brokeness. He carries us through the pain we can not walk through.

                     His love restores our Hope. He brings LIFE. He is always GOOD.

          {if you haven't heard this beautiful song, you can find my favorite version on itunes here }