“To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory.” Isaiah 61:3
This was the verse running through my head when I woke up Thursday morning. I was really thankful the Lord brought it to my attention early, so it might make the day a little easier. Many of you reading this today heard Jay announce we were expecting another little one in February 2014. Many of you do not know that we miscarried Wednesday.
Even just typing that line brings tears. I hate the word so much, even before it happened to us. It just sounds so clinical, so simple for something so incredibly difficult. I’ve read several blogs and articles, trying to understand what was happening and why. Maybe trying to find an explanation somewhere, I guess. One thing was evident on each site: no matter how far along the woman was, 5 weeks or 13 weeks, each one was mourning the loss of her child. That’s exactly what Jay and I have been doing the last several days.
For those of you hearing this news for the first time, I’m deeply sorry you’re finding out on a blog. I’m sure this would normally be an intimate conversation held somewhere offline, and if I could do that with each of you, I would.
I appreciate you asking Jay how I am, and texting to see if we need anything. We will gladly accept your encouragement. Lord knows we need it now! Though Jay and I are very, very sad, we do understand the Lord causes all things to work for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose.
He is making all things new, and for that, we are very thankful.