As I sit and catch up of on blogs I see that so many of my friends are hurting. Wether it's from a fresh loss, grief rearing it's head unexpectantly, or an angelversary coming up, they are hurting. And in turn I hurt for them. I hurt at the fact that we all had to meet this way, I hurt at the fact that you are hurting. I hurt at the fact that I don't have the magic words to make the hurt go away, to bring back what was lost to replace the sorrow with joy. And though I don't comment often, know that I am here, reading and thinking of you and hoping for you and praying comfort your way.
Isaiah 61:3
To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.
3-6-9... 10 years later
5 years ago
3 comments:
Beautiful words for those in pain. My dream is for every BLM to be where you are today. You will always miss your babies who passed too early but a Rainbow is just the perfect medicine to help heal a broken heart. ((HUGS))
Shandrea, I'm so thankful, so encouraged, thinking of you often. Love you friend!
Kristie
Love your post ,
I often have mixed feelings too, I am so thankful for Simon , our miracle baby but I hurt for those that havent yet got their miracle and get their hearts broken while waiting .I know the pain so well still .
I am so very very happy for you as you now approach 30 weeks , this is one of lifes miracles and source to happiness .
It gives me joy to see your miracle happen.
Love Angie
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