
Recently, our family suffered a great loss. It wasn't completely public, as we were immediately faced with nonchalant comments like "Oh, that happens this early sometimes." and "Well, at least it happened early." from those I will not mention by name, and I just couldn't handle telling anyone else for fear of what I might hear.
On July 6th, 2009, at 7:50 am, our second child was still-born at only 7 weeks gestation. I say it this way because the word "miscarriage" just doesn't cover the anguish I felt in my heart. We knew we were pregnant for about a week before this happened, but it was long enough to get us completely excited about adding to our family. I even went out and purchased a cute hat and bib from Gymboree (on clearance of course!), called around to doulas to try for a VBAC this time, and make doctor's appointments. I thank God for allowing me the where-with-all to take precautions that morning and make sure I was able to hold my small child and bury him/her. By 7 weeks, he or she had arms, hands, feet and legs and I could see his/her eyes and nose. Our child was no bigger than a lima bean, but we were able to wrap it carefully in the new hat I purchased and bury it below a beautiful rose bush. Peter and I dug the hole together, in the pouring rain, and prayed over our child and for our hearts to heal. God is so good and He continues to heal my heart.
I was driving the other day and a song by Francesca Battistelli came on that brought me to tears. I couldn't help but praise God for bringing this song when He did, and I wanted to share the lyrics with you all, as they continue to aid in my healing.
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Time in Between
You were there when your Father said
Let there be light
You obeyed when He whispered
Son, You have to leave tonight
To spend nine months in a mothers womb
Three days in a borrowed tomb
(Chorus One)
But it’s the time in between
That brings me to my knees
Knowing you came for me
And all that I can't be
I'm amazed, so amazed
And I thank You for the time in between
Don't take much for this crazy world
To rob me of my peace
And the enemy of my soul
Says You’re holding out on me
So I stand here lifting empty hands
For you to fill me up again
(Chorus Two)
But it’s the time in between
That I fall down to my knees
Waiting on what You'll bring
And the things that I can't see
I know my song’s incomplete
Still I'll sing in the time in between
So many ways
Your love has saved the day
And I'm grateful for them all
(Chorus 3)
But it’s the time in between
The middle of two thieves
That says everything
It’s the reason I believe
I'm amazed, so amazed
And I thank you for the time in between
Oh Lord, I thank you for the time in between
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I find myself in the time in between, crushed by grief, but wanting another child so badly. We are waiting for a few months before deciding what to do next. In the meantime, I can be thankful for the time Jesus spend between two thieves on an old rugged cross for me. I can dwell on God's promise to never leave nor forsake me and I can be comforted by the Holy Spirit who dwells in me and "intercedes for [me] with groanings too deep for words. (Romans 8:26-27) I am comforted, as well, in thinking about the day I meet my second child in heaven and wrap my arms around him or her and whisper "I have always loved you."
Relying on Him for each moment,
Michelle