this past week, we lost baby Henson #2.
he or she, whom i call Mikka, was only about 6 weeks in gestational age. i don’t even know what to write. so much has changed. i feel closer to my husband, naturally, as we went through this together. i feel an even deeper relationship with the Lord as He comforted me every step and i feel so overwhelmed with joy as i look at the baby boy i was blessed with.
it’s during these times that i have to cling tightly to what i know is true about God. He cares for me and He does everything for His glory (those are just a few of the million truths about Him).
9remember the former things of old;
for I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is none like me,
10declaring the end from the beginning
and from ancient times things not yet done,
saying, ‘My counsel shall stand,
and I will accomplish all my purpose,’
11calling a bird of prey from the east,
the man of my counsel from a far country.
I have spoken, and I will bring it to pass;
I have purposed, and I will do it. (Is 46:9-11)
He declared the end from the beginning. He is in control and He has a purpose.
and then there’s this, too. it’s the not-so-well-known part of It Is Well with My Soul
But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!
and there it is…hope.
i hope for the Lord. for Him to do a good work in me.
i hope for the sky, life, heaven. not just dying to rid of sickness and sadness.
i hope for that frightening angel’s voice. that messenger from the Lord.
i hope for Jesus.
and so, i’m OK. we’re OK. we are sad, but the King of Kings is faithful and i am so humbled by His grace and mercy over my life and the lives of my children.
happy birthday, mikka. we will celebrate your life and give glory to the Lord.