This morning a gentleman who works in same building with me
asked me how the baby is and that he must be big. This guy had seen me pregnant
and I had told him we got a baby boy and so he has been wondering how baby
is doing. Well I looked at him and told him “I lost the baby” but we are past
the hard patch. He said sorry and yes he could see indeed we are better.
As I climbed up the stairs after that conversation, I said to myself, that God is truly the healer. I recall that in January this year, I didn’t want
to come back to work because of the many questions I feared would come my way
and I didn’t feel I was strong enough to say Jaden rested. But today, I
reflected on that conversation and told myself, God can bring one from the
darkest pit. He can reach us when life doesn’t make sense and all our hopes and
dreams are dashed. I saw a facebook post say that with the birth of a baby,
new hopes, dreams and possibilities are birthed. And I thought that’s true and
hence why when one has a miscarriage or loses their child then all the hopes,
dreams and possibilities one had for that child are crushed and its so difficult to come to terms with.
Am so glad that despite the dark cloud, God is right there ,
in the midst of the pain. He has a way of making the pain fade into the distant
past. You don't forget, you remember and miss the moments you would have had but its manageable. Am so hopeful and hope should never be lost because the three things that
stand are faith, hope and love.
Blessings
Sly
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