For This Child I Prayed

"... and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of Him.."

1 Samuel 1:17

Thank you Lord for entrusting this precious life to us to raise, nurture and love.
You knew of her coming. Through our loss, Your plan and will were being fulfilled.
Leah May, destined and known from the beginning of time to be born for Your own good purpose and glory.
All of our children, here and in eternity, born according to Your will and plan.
A future generation to be touched by her life. A future that You know of, and one that we cannot begin to dream or imagine. Whose lives will she touch? What gifts will we see? What will her desires be? May her crowning achievement be to know You as Saviour.
Lord, to your eternal purpose we commit this new life. May Your will be done in her and through her.
My heart gives thanks to the One who gives and takes away - blessed be Your name.

What a Gift!

Announcing with great joy,

 the safe and blessed arrival of our daughter

Leah May

born March 18 2012

4 weeks early
6lb 3oz

A sister for Mikayla, Ethan, Caleb

 (Charlotte and Abigail)

Every good and perfect gift is from above,
and comes down from the Father of lights,
 with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.
James 1:17

Half Plus One

Half plus one

Years have past

Since heaven

Became your home.

Time's moved

Akwardly...

Hastily forward,

My dragging feet

Not willing to let

Time take you away.

"Stay still!"

Tomorrow is too far away

From you.

I often turn

To look again

At a child

That looks your age.

Walking, playing

Trying new words

I wonder if heaven's

Time's the same?

To my little girl

always in my heart.

Forever grateful for the gift of you

and the difference you have made.

xxx

(First verse & chorus dedicated to our little girl)

"Who can speak and have it

happen

if the Lord has not decreed it?

Is it not from the mouth of the Most High

that both calamities and

good things come?"

Lamentataions 3:38

Beyond the Veil

"for now we see in a mirror dimly and know only in part what, later, we will fully know." (1 Cor 13:12)

"In this hard world, there is disappointment and there is death and there is dark and

 is it all only hard when we are fooled into thinking this world is the only world we will ever get?"

"When He busted back that rock, He said there's another chapter to this story, so you can trust today's plot line and there's forever beyond now, so you can give thanks for right here, and for every dream seed we lay in the grave now, we are getting Jesus and new life and He promised there won't be tears."

(Ann Voskamp - blog 'A Holy Experience")

Beyond the Veil

there are two little girls running through fields

collecting meadow flowers,

Beauty surrounds them as laughter and chatter resound,

the two of them the closest of friends.

cared for by angels, held by Jesus, loved by family,

two little girls play happily, friends abound.

voices of joy, squeals of delight as little

feet splash in crystal streams.

two little girls are with angels standing, praising

Jesus with their voices sweet.

hearts full of love for their Creator Saviour,
perfect are their lives beyond the veil.

"Faith never knows where it is being led,

But it knows and loves the One who is leading."

Oswald Chambers

REMEMBERING ABIGAIL FAITH

ON HER DUE DATE

AUGUST 4 2011

X

Eucharisteo

"So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,

but what is unseen.

For what is seen is temporary,

but what is unseen

is eternal."

2 Corinthians 4:18

Her Father's Joy and Her Mother's Hope

My heart hurts raw
Pain runs deep within
Not so old wounds
Reopen... my heart cries -

Where are you?
Why couldn't you stay?
I'm empty, wishing
I was 'full' of you.

August 4 2011 should have been
A date of expectancy
Of pain, then pure joy
Now... an ordinary day

Where are you?
Why didn't you stay?
My baby, the salve
For my broken heart

On August 4 2011
I will nurse my aching heart
Folding my arms in emptiness
Wishing you were here with me

My heart hurts raw
Pain runs deep within
My heart cries - into eternity
"You are deeply loved."


A poem of deep lament for my second baby lost, who was due to be born on August 4.
Abigail means:- Father's joy

Mother's Day

eight years

celebrate

loss

presents

tears

three daughters

breakfast in bed

remembering

Mother's Day

 family

heaven

                                                     two sons

joy

Grandma

love

five children

cards

Remembering my babies this Mother's Day and always...