For you created my inmost being,
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Psalm 139:13
Father,
I come to You to celebrate the life of this precious baby girl; a gift from You that did not stay long enough. How my heart longs to hold her, to know her, to watch her grow. But Father how tender Your heart is toward me. For You have reminded me that the very first face she saw was Your very own. Did she see tears in those ageless, eternal eyes as You carried her home? Tears of love for her and yet tears for us as we painfully let her go? Your hands were the first to touch her precious tiny body. Did You pick her up and cuddle her close to Your chest? Did her breathing march in time to the rhythm of Your heartbeat — the heartbeat of the Most High God! As she sleeps so close to Your heart do You caress her cheeks with hands scarred by nails? And Your voice – the voice that spoke the world into existence was the first voice she heard. It is a voice so gentle and sweet whispering her name over and over and singing lullabies to her. Lullabies echoed by angels perhaps the same ones who sang over a manger so long ago. Father, my unborn baby is now born into heaven and forever with You. She is alive! Would You give her a kiss from me until the day my faith becomes sight? Is it ok to ask that? I don’t know theologically but I do know that You see my heart and You know that is my desire. And now dear Father, please take my aching heart and fill me with Your peace for You know full well how much it hurts to lose a child. Amen.
Love,
Moms who have lost unborn babies
