My children are great sleepers - they are easy to put to bed, they sleep all night, they wake up happy. So when they cry out during the night, something is wrong. A few nights ago, the kids had been asleep for several hours and I was sitting on the couch in my living room crying. Well, sobbing really. You know that kind of cry that is just gross? I had been reading my Bible and praying, taking my grief before the Lord, and just felt so alone. And between sobs, I began to hear William sobbing in his bed. It was amazing how my tears and my pain were suddenly irrelevant. I ran upstairs to William's room and found him sitting in the dark crying, missing his daddy. My heart broke. I would have done anything to take away his pain. And the Lord spoke to my heart.
Just like I run to William when he is crying and would do anything to take away his pain and fear, I have a Father who loves me. He holds me as I weep. He covers me with his hand. And even when everything is confusing and crazy, I know He has a perfect plan. So I must trust him. I must remember that that while I might find myself sitting alone on my couch again, sobbing uncontrollably, I am never really alone. My Father feels my pain, holds me as I cry and whispers, " I love you," in the dark silence.
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Psalm 147:3
3 comments:
I hesitate to even write anything because of the reverence that I feel when I read your post. I will be praying Psalm 147:3 for you and your precious children.
I love Isaiah 66:13~~"As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you."
Love you Charity~you are not alone, and this time of brokeness will bring you so much closer to our precious Father than you could ever have imagined.
Praying for you and your children always~
Lindsey
Such a beautiful reminder as we await our firstborn's arrival that He is near at all times - in joy and sadness. Have been and will continue praying for you and your family. Thank you for starting this blog. :)
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