June 23rd was to be the due date for our first miscarriage. The day – circled in a heart on my calendar – was creeping closer. It couldn’t (nor should) be ignored, but then, WHAT? Should I take the day (Saturday) off work? Should we go somewhere and occupy myself. Or should I work a long shift and keep myself busy? Should I get balloons to release with the kids? Should I sit in my room and cry? Should I fast and pray? It was supposed to be a special day – should it really now be just a nothing day?
I ended up signing up for a four hour morning shift. One day it suddenly dawned on me – I pretty much had the Saturday off. Maybe some friends could come over. Some friends who we have been trying to have over for SIX months. Could they possibly be free on such short notice? GOD IS GOOD. THEY WERE!
So instead of trying to be so busy I didn’t think about it, or mourning so much that I missed a gorgeous summer day, we instead had an afternoon of fellowship, food, and fun. Swimming, kickball, playground, even a sword fight or two. Every toddler toy in the garage got utilized it seemed. NICE. Really nice.
The kids want to know, “When can we do it again? When? When?”
Sigh
I didn’t point out to them it took six months to find a possible date.
God is in the details, though. He picked a great date for it to work out.
Sigh
I didn’t point out to them it took six months to find a possible date.
God is in the details, though. He picked a great date for it to work out.
And I got flowers from a sweet little girl who told me, “They are real, so you can’t touch them. Well, like this you can, but only a little.”
AND – on another note –
For three weeks I have longed to share the story about the passing of a woman I loved a great deal. D passed away on 6/3. I am still so hopeful that I can share that one of these days when I get a minute to blog it properly. But here is something so cool. One of D’s daughters was expecting her first baby this month. I found out Sunday morning that she had her baby, a son, on 6/23. That makes my heart sing. God saw fit to bless their awesome family on the same day that I was seeing an empty heart on my calendar.
God is cool.
For three weeks I have longed to share the story about the passing of a woman I loved a great deal. D passed away on 6/3. I am still so hopeful that I can share that one of these days when I get a minute to blog it properly. But here is something so cool. One of D’s daughters was expecting her first baby this month. I found out Sunday morning that she had her baby, a son, on 6/23. That makes my heart sing. God saw fit to bless their awesome family on the same day that I was seeing an empty heart on my calendar.
God is cool.
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