As I contemplate my thirteen precious children today, on PAIL (pregnancy and infant loss) Remembrance Day, I am praising God for His beautiful crying forth of ideas which created each one of them.
I still daily get to set my eyes on four of them, and I am daily blown away by His imagination in how He formed each one. They are absolutely spoken magic, woven into flesh.
But there are nine other ideas of His which were spoken into creation by His Words. Although my eyes do not see them, nor my hands get to hold theirs, and my days are not filled with teaching & instructing them; and although their beautifully cried forth souls have flown from their woven bodies of flesh; they are still spoken magic. Fully alive. Glorifying God.
How stunning.
God, thank You for giving me so many children.
Thank You for lending some to me for such a long time.
Thank You for balming my heart when You took so many of them to Your heavenly places.
Thank You for crying forth such beauty even through my broken womb.
Thank You for showing Yourself faithful to me in grief.
Thank You for hearing my prayers.
Help me to show my children how beautifully & imaginatively spoken they are by You.
I believe Lord, help Thou my unbelief.
Thank you for your beautiful writing – it shines light across many miles and cyberspace. Rejoicing today in the beautiful crying forth of our children, those here in our arms and those already There in His. God bless you and your family.
((Hugs)) 9 Precious Angels waiting in Heaven for you all the while glorifying God and His Kingdom.
Thank you for writing. I have been missing our twins a lot in the last three months (they would have been having their first birthday earlier this month). Your blog has been a gift over the last couple of years.