Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Cute Lil Chilren's


Alexandra, Zachary & Caleb--Zach loves these sweet friends!! And, sometimes, isn't it sweet just to taste God's goodness in the innocent face of a child?

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Happy Mother's Day

I have been dreading today. I just knew that it was going to be bad. Not only is Luke not with me but Justin left for South Africa yesterday! But, today was great.

Justin had left cards for me hidden in a drawer in our kitchen (I knew which one just in case). When Zach woke up, I said "is there something daddy wanted you to give me?" He immediately ran to the drawer and pulled out the cards and said "Happy Mud-ers Day!". It was so perfect!

We went to church--I didn't even cry! Then, we picked up my mom (Nana) from the Airport in Memphis and had brunch at the Peabody Hotel--what a beautiful place--and went on a horse & carriage ride. We finished the day with a swim in our neighbors pool--Zach was in bed at 7pm...too much fun in one day.

I've spent a lot of time today thinking about motherhood. Thinking about those I know that want to be mothers but are not. Thinking about those that have lost children, as I. Thinking about those mothers that are scared that they will not be here for the next Mother's Day. God really doesn't promise us our earthly tomorrow, but he gave me today. So, Happy Today to you, because you have today.

And, check out Heather's website--she needs your prayers.

Friday, May 4, 2007

Bring The Rain

Lot's of things have been meaningful to us over these past eight weeks since Luke died. It was 8 weeks ago tonight that he went to be with Jesus. Thanks to everyone who has sent us a book or music, to everyone who gave money to Saving Little Hearts, to everyone who gave us a hug. I think I will start posting again--hopefully about more than just Luke. Zachary is still growing and changing and as sweet & wonderful as ever. I'll try to get some photos up of our trip to Disney World and our time in Florida during the weeks after the memorial. We all still hurt and are so thankful for all of you that have surrounded us. We appreciate those of you that say "I don't know what to say to you but I'm praying for you, and I cry for you, and I'm loving you". We are realizing that there are so many other people that hurt because they have lost a child, too.

Check out the words to Mercy Me's song "Bring the Rain". You can listen to it at:http://www.myspace.com/mercyme. Listen to the bit about "Story Behind Bring The Rain" as well. Bart says "There are mornings when I wake up and it is just so overwhelming I want to quit...And my prayer goes something like this: God this stinks. Not that I deserve anything better, but this still stinks...But, if this is where you want me then Jesus, bring the rain." This is where I'm at a lot of time now.

The first Verse goes:
I can count a million times/ People asking me how I/Can praise You with all that I’ve gone through/The question just amazes me/Can circumstances possibly/Change who I forever am in You

Maybe since my life was changed/Long before these rainy days/It’s never really ever crossed my mind/To turn my back on you oh Lord/My only shelter from the storms/
But instead I draw closer through these times

I don't want to put a smile on everything. When asked how I am doing I do my best to be honest--so watch out if you ask! Yesterday was a nice day with time spent with Zachary and then with a friend (I delivered her twins back in January she and her boys are special to me). But, when I got home Enfamil in their generous way had mailed us a free sample of formula. I started crying. Zach lovingly put it in the back of his "gator" and drove it down the street to baby Ava's house.

Last monday (April 23rd) was my first day on call. It was my originally scheduled return from maternity leave but I had come back 2 weeks earlier. Clearly, I prayed that God would give me an "easy" day--but he brought the rain. As I delivered a baby at 23 1/2 weeks and then another at 29 weeks is all I could wonder is why so many of us have to experience so much pain. By the morning I knew I was once again ready to handle difficult baby situations.

Many of you have told us that Luke's life touched yours and that his journey has taught you things. We would love to hear--over the next days, weeks, months--just how this has changed you. It will help our healing. I am finally ready to start putting his scrapbook together. Hopefully, over time, we can tell you what we have learned from this, as well.