...The chance I had to carry a baby for a short period of time. That's right, I miscarried.
The baby died at 10 weeks, and we didn't find out till I was 12 weeks a long. It looks like the baby's heart didn't form properly and the baby died of a heart attack, it is very sad and we morn his passing. But I know it was meant to be this way.
Instead of blaming God, I am rejoicing in the time I had with the baby, I am rejoicing in the fact that the baby was taken before the baby came to the earth, that the spirit doesn't have to be trapped in a broken body. I am thankful that that spirit has a second chance to join this world.
I keep asking God what He wants me to learn. What He wants me to take from this. I believe there is no use blaming God and filling your heart with anger, when you can turn to Him and thank Him for the time you did have.
This trial has made Matthew and I closer as a family, and I know it has made my testimony grow so much.
I am also thankful for the out pouring of love that we have received from both Matthew's job and mine. The love we have received from teachers and friends.
As I was on my way to work today I was thinking about service and how great we have received, and it made me stop and think that maybe this was given to us as a opportunity for some else in need who needed someone to serve. Maybe our trial and hardship was a answer to someones else's prayers.
I am sad I won't lie, but having the gospel in my life has made it 10xs easier.
I Love the Lord and all He has done for me. I couldn't thank Him enough.
I love my husband and the love he has shown me through our trials. Everything will work out, if we trust in the Lord and fallow what he says. Amen
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