Bear one another’s burdens, and thereby fulfill the law of Christ.
Some of you may have detected a note of melancholy here at Raising Arrows lately. Some may have chalked it up to the 4 year anniversary of Emily’s death coming soon, or the 5 year anniversary of my father’s death the week after, or the miscarriage back at Thanksgiving. While all of these are certainly at the forefront of my mind, there is another burden.
At Christmas, I found out I was surprisingly pregnant again. We were elated and I was excited to think I would have a new little one to hold and such a wonderful story to tell. Last Tuesday, my wonderful story died.
Baby’s heart was no longer beating.
The morning sickness and exhaustion continue to plague me as the numbers have not fallen enough to stop that.
And next weekend, we move.
A few nights ago I found myself asking God how much one person could take before they broke in two.
I am broken. But as I said in my Mom in the Headlights post, perhaps I am right where God wants me.
I don’t like being needy. I don’t like knowing so much about death. I don’t like all the waiting and all the pain and stress. However, I’ve noticed as I’ve shared my burden with others, God has given me more and more peace, more and more strength to keep going.
I cry, but I am comforted. I am tired, but I rest. I am weak, but He is strong.
Weekends in the Word is a ministry of Raising Arrows meant to offer a time of worship and encouragement specifically for those mommies who find themselves, due to circumstances beyond their control, unable to attend worship services with other believers. However, all are welcome here each weekend to feast on His Word.