I meet up with a couple of ladies every week. A couple of wonderful ladies. A couple of ladies who are grieving the loss of their babies. They are very honest and raw with me each week and for that I am very grateful. Grateful that they feel that they are in a safe enough place to share their hearts and that with them I can still talk and work through the hard stuff since Eli passed away, that I may on many other occassions, push aside and try not to think about because it would hurt too much. But with this situation, I’ve been forced to think about stuff that maybe I’ve felt like I’ve dealt with, but maybe I hadn’t fully. Grief is a long process, and still nearly four years out, it still hurts and I’m still a grieving mamma. I’ll probably be a grieving mamma till the day I die, but the grief changes as time goes on. More of an acceptance that it’s there and that my heart will always have a deep scar on it.
I’ve mentioned before how each week folks will share evidence of God’s grace with the congregation at church. It’s neat to see what God is doing in people’s lives. Providing jobs. Friends and family getting saved and knowing Jesus. People healed. Seeing God provide financially for people who are in a rough spot. These are amazing and wonderful things! It’s wonderful to see how much Jesus loves us and how He provides.
God’s grace is also evident when there seems to be no answer and through tragedy. It’s harder to see, but it is evident. A public place is not always the place to show how God’s grace is evident in tragedy and in the midst of grief and suffering.
This, I guess is a public place, but I would love to hear how Jesus has been gracious to you in the midst of tragedy and suffering. Whatever it may be, a child who received a bad health diagnosis. A death of a child, close friend or loved one. Having a relationship struggle and seeing no end in sight. It’s all really hard stuff and God’s grace is evident in the midst of it.
I’ll go first. And second, because I think I have two (for now). Meeting up with my two friends each week, has been Jesus’ grace. He knew long ago, that nearly four years after Eli’s death that I would still need to talk and work out some really hard things. I still have a lot in my heart that I need to work out and Jesus has been gracious enough to bring these ladies to my home once a week. I’m so sad about why we started our relationship and how we’ve become so close in such a short amount of time, but it Jesus’ grace has been evident in our time together. I hope in a small way they can see Jesus’ grace in it too.
Tullie was a 31 week preemie. Her arrival was a surprise to say the least. We were extremely unprepared! Extrememly is an understatement. Her diagnosis was a shock, but what was invovled with her arrival was just as shocking. She is was in the hospital for six weeks. The day after Tullie was born my parents hopped on the next plane. And my dad ended up staying the entire summer in order to help care for Josiah while Mike and I were back and forth to the hospital and work. Knowing that Josiah was being cared for and loved during that time was really important. Jesus was extremely gracious to us through my parents, even though at the time I took advantage of it and was probably too self-absorbed in my own pain and sorrow to recognize it. We’re extremely grateful for my parents and AAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL they’ve done for us, because really that summer is just scratching the surface. But, mostly I’m grateful that I’ve been able to see Jesus’ grace to us during some of the darkest times of our life when I really didn’t think that Jesus’ grace had been evident. It had been evident all along….I was just too blinded by myself and doubt to actually see it.
So, please share how Jesus has been gracious in the midst of pain. In the hard darkness of it. Because it is there. Sometimes it’s hard to see, but it’s there.