I shared this testimony for our church's Advent blog:
It was July when we went in for the ultrasound for our
fourth pregnancy. We were both thrilled
and relieved to see a flickering heartbeat on our precious baby. We hoped to meet him or her early in the
coming March, around the date we’d said goodbye to our 3rd
baby.
A few minutes later, we went in
with hopeful hearts to meet with our nurse practitioner. She told us the news of a few concerns with
our baby. Then she sent us home to
wait. We waited a {long} week. We went back in to see our baby, without a
heartbeat, without life for this earth.
So now we must wait again. We wait to
see our two babes one day in heaven. It’s
such a bitter sweet. We hate it and we
continue to grieve that we won’t hold those babies and children in this life. But the sweetness comes in His promises and
assurances to us that he has gained heaven for us through the cross. That is certain. So our hearts long for heaven a little deeper,
cherish the children we have in our arms, and thank Him that Jesus came to make
all things right.
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