A blogger friend of mine lost her second baby yesterday, and she is being induced to deliver him today. Please keep her in your prayers, and stop by and send her some comfort if you get a chance.
The title of her post hit home for me, because I felt the exact same thing after losing Madelyn. In fact, while I was carrying her I prayed continuously for her healing. I even had people tell me they knew God was going to heal her. I was constantly conflicted about this because I wanted to believe it, but I also felt the need to be realistic. Well, one day while I was praying I felt strongly that no matter what happened, she would be healed, either on this earth or in heaven. It wasn’t quite the answer I wanted. But it gave me peace anyway, to know that she would be healed, even if it meant my own heart might be broken. The people who told me God was going to heal her were not wrong. He did. It simply was not in the way I wanted.
Today I pray that God will send comfort and peace to my friend and her family in this difficult time, as they learn to live life on this earth while 2 of their precious children wait for them in heaven.