I feel like the time I was pregnant was just a dream I had. Amazing how everything can change in 24 hours.
Still miss "Little Bean" but trying to move on.
God is still good. We still have peace.
Love my pugs.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
God makes no mistakes...
In church this morning, the pastor said this... and I needed to hear it... "God makes no mistakes". I think sometimes we need a reminder that He is still in control.
Romans 8:28 (We've all heard it a thousand times...) "And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose." (NKJV)
So no matter what, God makes no mistakes. God is still on the throne.
I really want to handle this storm in a way that pleases God. I do not want to mope and become bitter. I want to thank God for the blessings and even the pain, for I know that God is working this whole situation for my good.
And FYI... I've put new music on my blog playlist. Songs that have been playing in my head throughout this week... songs that have encouraged me. I hope they encourage you.
Romans 8:28 (We've all heard it a thousand times...) "And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose." (NKJV)
So no matter what, God makes no mistakes. God is still on the throne.
I really want to handle this storm in a way that pleases God. I do not want to mope and become bitter. I want to thank God for the blessings and even the pain, for I know that God is working this whole situation for my good.
And FYI... I've put new music on my blog playlist. Songs that have been playing in my head throughout this week... songs that have encouraged me. I hope they encourage you.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Joy cometh in the morning...
Weeping may endureth for a night... but JOY cometh in the morning!
It is okay to cry about losing a child. And yes, we lost a child. From the moment of conception, a baby is a baby. God formed the child in my womb and only He knows why we never got to meet our "little bean".
But I know there is Hope.
I am trying to concentrate on the good things... the hope for the future, the reality that it could have been so much worse, the fact that we know we are able to conceive, and that God is still in control.
I know this... I love my husband. He has been so loving, supportive, caring, and understanding throughout this ordeal. He is grieving this loss, too, and yet his focus is on my feelings and how I am coping with this pain. I am a blessed woman.
It is okay to cry about losing a child. And yes, we lost a child. From the moment of conception, a baby is a baby. God formed the child in my womb and only He knows why we never got to meet our "little bean".
But I know there is Hope.
I am trying to concentrate on the good things... the hope for the future, the reality that it could have been so much worse, the fact that we know we are able to conceive, and that God is still in control.
I know this... I love my husband. He has been so loving, supportive, caring, and understanding throughout this ordeal. He is grieving this loss, too, and yet his focus is on my feelings and how I am coping with this pain. I am a blessed woman.
God is still in control...
I was pregnant 24 hours ago. Now I am not.
God is still in control.
I was able to see the "little bean" on the ultrasound screen yesterday. Today it was not there.
God is still in control.
I am sad. My heart hurts. I miss the baby.
God is still in control.
Andy is sad, too. He wanted to be a daddy.
God is still in control.
God knows my heart. He knows how I hurt. He knows my dreams to be a mommy.
He is still in control... He holds my tears.
God is still in control.
I was able to see the "little bean" on the ultrasound screen yesterday. Today it was not there.
God is still in control.
I am sad. My heart hurts. I miss the baby.
God is still in control.
Andy is sad, too. He wanted to be a daddy.
God is still in control.
God knows my heart. He knows how I hurt. He knows my dreams to be a mommy.
He is still in control... He holds my tears.
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