A surefire way to break a Mama’s heart?
Write a note like this during rest time and tape it to a favorite picture:
“William misses Annie. I want her to come back.” |
It stopped me cold. Because we all feel it.
This missing her doesn’t get any easier. We all long for her to be here.
He gave me a little smirk when he gave it to me and I recognized the look.
It’s the look I feel on my own face when I try to describe how I feel. There just aren’t any words and whatever words I use seem inadequate somehow.
And as I was taking a picture of his note, I glanced over and saw Kate’s paper from church. She had learned about this story* and retold it to me famously. But as I looked at it next to William’s note, I couldn’t help but feel like the man who had been beat up.
Sometimes I just want to wrap myself in bandages because I am hurting so deeply. And I wonder if this bleeding of my life will ever end.
Will I heal?
What will my scar be like?
Do I trust the Holy Spirit with my wounds?
And then, I read just the words I need:
Ouch. I love you friend …
Neile
Sarah, I can't stop thinking about you tonight; so, I decided to catch up on your blog. First of all, you are an amazing writer. You capture and deliver your thoughts eloquently. Wow!
In my heart, I am celebrating the birth of Annie with you tomorrow.
Psalm 147:3: He heals the broken heartened, binding up their wounds.
I absolutely love Kate's version ; God's word is fresh and never outdated. Awesome! love you, friend
At MOPS on Friday…Kate said she has 2 sisters and 1 brother as we were all introducing ourselves. Then she got these sad eyes on and said, but Annie is in Heaven. My heart broke and I just wanted to hug on her and take it all away, but Annie will always be a part of her family and for that I am sooo grateful. Thanks for being the best mom to those kids of yours! YOU ROCK!
I just found your blog while hitting the "next blog" button. Wow, you have an amazing story and a beautiful mosic of stories that God has put together. I see you and your husband are part of a Wesleyan church in Michigan. Me and my husband were from Michigan and moved to North Carolina to plant a Wesleyan church. So, kind of random that I came across your blog amongst thousands. Thanks for sharing your stories.
Sarah, This brought tears to my eyes. Such a tender, heartbreaking moment for you. My thoughts and Prayers are still with. You are still and always have been such an encouragement to me. Your strength is amazing and your faith unbelievable. God is using you to give strength and encouragement to others. Love you!
Sarah, This brought tears to my eyes. Such a tender, heartbreaking moment for you. My thoughts and Prayers are still with. You are still and always have been such an encouragement to me. Your strength is amazing and your faith unbelievable. God is using you to give strength and encouragement to others. Love you!