I wrote in this space a few weeks ago about my precious daughter and the complications she was having with her first pregnancy. After many hard weeks and doctor visits, specialists weighing in with good news and bad, Jesus saw fit to take the baby boy home. Thursday we have a service to remember his 19 week old life.
They have asked me to help sing, “All Through the Night” a lullaby she and her husband heard at Christmas time. It is a gift and honor to do so. (Pray I’ll make it through.)
The outpouring of support and care and comments from Leah’s friends across the country have been a balm to her soul. Facebook messages, texts, emails, phone calls–the words have come in various ways, always prompting new tears, but bringing more healing along the way.
The card pictured above was one of those messages.
It will be days, months, maybe years, to process what God has done and to see the fruits from the passing of this small seed.
New life is coming, even from this death, and there will be more to write.
Leah has her own story to tell, but I will share some of the precious words she said to me,
“Mom, we will never be the same. He taught us so much.”
His name was Garrison Isaac.
You know ‘Isaac’ means ‘laughter’–and he is–laughing, I know. With Jesus.
Linking with Emily, who is also talking about babies
and with Jennifer Lee, for Tell His Story
where she writes about another boy named Isaac.