I am so glad GOD never tires of hearing our names being lifted up in prayer to Him. How sweet are your words to Him as well as to Jason and me.
It's an honor that the LORD places us on your heart. In the middle of the night, the early morning, throughout the day, when you are with your baby, when you lose your patience with your child, when you hear a certain song or read a verse...thank you for being sensitive to Him. Through your obedience you are helping me slowly heal. Through the Scriptures you give to me, poems you share, even through dreams and visions.
Someone recently emailed, "Those who have loved on your family seem to be guided by God and truly know how to be an extension of His comfort." This is exactly how I feel.
I am also very touched by your children who are praying for us or want to know about our family and Reese. Thank you for sharing Reese's life with your children. I love hearing their reactions to writing her name or their thoughts about Heaven. How refreshing Heaven is through a child's eyes!
Someone prayed this for me ~
Perfect, extraordinary Father,
Coming to You now on behalf of Katie. I don't even know her but feel the depth of her pain; sometimes as if it were my own. Only because we are connected in You would I be able to feel on her behalf. Even when we intimately know the depth of Your love for us, the beauty of Your heart and the surety of Your will for our lives, it doesn't stop us from buying into the lies and burdens that Satan lays on our hearts at tender moments. God, I'm begging You to be a shield of truth all around Katie right now. Lord, just as You're holding Reese in your arms, hold Katie too. Hold her so close that she finds perfect freedom in Your strength. Sweep her away so deeply that Satan's lies shatter against the shield of Your Truth over her heart. I pray against the battle in her life and that Your crazy amazing grace would wash her in the sweetest peace. Even if just for two minutes today, God, give her a moment of complete rest and freedom from the pain of Reese's death. Give her just an ounce in that moment of happiness, joy and sweet surrender. Though I know she knows You are ultimately good, please remind her of Your tender promises in Isaiah 43:1-5. Be over her, raining Your sweet mercies on her head. Be under her, holding her up when her strength fails her. Be through her, giving her the sweet breath of life when her own fails her. Be before her, so that when the lies of Satan blur her steps, she can merely follow Yours.
In Your name, Amen.
Another sweet sister in Christ emailed,
Another friend wrote,
"I believe that GOD will impart completion and wholeness to you, nothing broken, nothing missing."
Prayers, words, Scriptures like this you are sharing drive me to my knees in humility.
My amazing family, treasured friends I have known standing by us, new friends I have met through the internet, other precious moms who have babies in Heaven ~ thank you for reaching out. Believing with me. For me. My tears are not in vain. GOD will restore our broken hearts.
For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.