Recently, one of my sweet Bible study friends lost her baby at 39 weeks. It was heartbreaking. At the time she delivered, our friend Brooke, who also lost a baby, went to be with her. Brooke's amazing story of carrying and giving birth to her first son, Briar, can be found here. I sent Brooke a message of support the day she went to be with our friend, saying that it was so wonderful that Briar's short life was continuing to give, as God used her to be the hands and feet of Jesus in supporting our sweet friend.
In my quiet reflections, I felt a little sting, thinking about losing my own baby. His loss, as painful as it was for me, was nothing in comparison to the experience my friends had endured with their losses. His little life of 13 weeks, is all but forgotten by most, and there is nothing that lives on, except in my memory.
I am ashamed to say, I have felt a little sorry for myself since then, and the recent loss of my grandmother just magnified it, and continued to fuel my internal pity party, and feelings of hopelessness.
And then God showed up.
And He let me know that he remembered.
And he used my baby's story to help someone else.
And if you've read a Beth Moore Bible study or two, you may remember learning that when God remembers, he acts.
Unbeknownst to me, an acquaintance of mine recently read my blog, and happened upon my story of miscarriage. Unbeknownst to her at that time, she would become pregnant in the coming weeks and then miscarry her baby. And when that tragic event occurred this month, she sent me a message telling me the whole story and adding that she felt God had led her to my story to help her in her loss.
I could hardly wrap my mind around the fact that the Creator of the Universe would use my baby's story from 5 years ago, to minister to someone suffering now, and at the same time minister to me in my own time of quiet sadness.
And I was able to reach out to her and help in a small way. But of course, to God be the Glory for that, because it was all Him and not me. It was really Him reaching out to her. The hands and feet of Jesus.
And all of a sudden, I don't feel so pitiful anymore.
And I don't want to wallow in misery.
And really, I just want to scream from the hilltops...
What a MIGHTY God we serve. Zephaniah 3:17
He CAN make something from nothing. Genesis 18:14
He can bring BEAUTY from ashes. Isaiah 61:3
He CARES for us. 1 Peter 5:7
And He is CLOSE to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18