Job 1:21 was a very comforting verse to me when I lost my baby. It helped me to realize that God is always good and His way is always best.It is so hard to realize that though, when you are about to bury your child. Right now I am listening to a beautiful rendition of Brahm's Lullaby on piano, and tears are coming to my eyes. My brother sent it to me when I had told him that I volunteer at a pregnancy crisis center and was looking for a way to touch the young hearts of those girls who are abortion-minded.
Listening to it now makes me think of a young mother whose arms are now empty. A mother who wanted her baby. Who loved her baby girl. A baby girl who is now in Heaven.
I can't describe the emptiness a mother feels when her child dies. It wakes you in the middle of the night. And months after it has happened you still will cry.
She will go home to frilly dresses and lace and bows.
She will hold these things and cry but God will be with her through it all. God is faithful and His strength is made perfect in weakness.
I will pray for this woman and think of all the women that I know who have lost a son or daughter.
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