A month of loss, with so much to gain

A month of loss, with so much to gain

Today’s “Must Have Monday” is this beaut…

It's definitely a Must Have Monday...
It’s definitely a Must Have Monday…

A heated toilet seat folks.  Now I’m tellin ya, I’ve sat on some cold seats.  Some so cold I thought for sure my cervix had frozen shut…ain’t NO body got time for that.  Do yourself a HUGE favor and buy a heated toilet seat.  This truly was a top 10 gift from Jay.  It will certainly change your life.
Moving on…

There seems to be a day or a month for everything.  And as we close on the month of October and the month for remembering pregnancies and infants lost, I’ll tell you, this certainly wasn’t a month I ever wanted to celebrate.
A club I never wanted to belong to.
But, sadly we do.
And I venture to say, it took me a long time to talk about the loss we experienced some six years ago because I am surrounded and blessed with SO much.
At the time we had two healthy boys.
I feel like people were saying, “What did you have to be sad about?  A lot of people could not even get the two babies.  Get over yourself.”
I realize now that was just the enemy.
Doing the ONLY thing he knows how to do well.
Destroy people.

Infertility certainly is something Jason and I NEVER had to struggle with.  I honestly think we can get pregnant just by sitting beside each other.  Looking back, I pridefully thought, “this kind of stuff doesn’t happen to us.  We don’t lose babies”

When I learned I was going to be pregnant for the third time I told Jason with some hesitancy.  I asked him not to make any announcements at church or to anyone else until we got through our first ultrasound.  Mother’s intuition?  Who knows.  I just did not feel right from the beginning of this pregnancy.  I didn’t even tell my parents until after I found out I had miscarried.  I’m sure it was hard for them to mourn something they weren’t able to get excited about in the first place.  Being an excited, proud father, Jason told the church anyway and naturally everyone was excited.  We always joke that whenever we get up behind the pulpit together it is because we are announcing that we are pregnant.

Just a short month later Jason made another announcement.  The one that we in fact would not be growing the church one baby at a time.  We relieved it for months after the fact when people who missed the 2nd announcement would come up to me asking me how I feeling.    I just wanted to be done with the nightmare Groundhog Day we were enduring.  I wanted to melt into an oblivion.  To drown in my own despair.

A Year Later…
I’ll never forget standing before the congregation a stronger, straighter daughter of Christ close to a year later.  I remember looking at the sweet face of Marty, our praise and worship leader, and telling him I was sorry that I couldn’t enter into worship with him for months and months after I lost the baby.  It wasn’t because I blamed God.  Because I didn’t.  I had the knowledge that God did not take or kill my baby.  That is not His nature.  He comes to bring us life, and life more abundantly.  The only one to blame for my miscarriage is Satan.  Simply because that IS his nature.  He comes to steal, kill, and destroy.  He tried to do all three in one fell swoop.  We live in a fallen world.  One of sin and death.  But no, the reason I could not bring myself to enter into praise and worship was because literally every time I would open my mouth, I would sob.
I would cry until I could not breathe.
It is a heavy burden to bear.

It was at this same time that we made the announcement that we were in fact pregnant for a fourth time.  One where we would deliver Phoebe Annabelle.  Her name means “bright and radiant” and that is exactly what she is to me.  The baby we lost seems to be a bridge that linked “going through the motions Jill” and “faith filled Jill.”  The Jill who loved God to the Jill who believed God.  I gained so much through the loss of our pregnancy.  Again, I do not believe that God took this baby to “teach me a lesson.”  But I am convinced that God used it to draw me closer to Him.
Through a tremendous loss, my life was changed for the better.  Throughout Phoebe’s pregnancy I had to believe that God was in control regardless of the outcome.  That He loved me and wanted only good things for me.  I refused to allow fear to rule her pregnancy.  Because of my change in attitude, Christ was able to lift me out of the longest stretch of sadness and despair I had ever experienced.
Her birth, I believe, saved my life.

God is so good you all.  I said ALL that to punctuate that last sentence.
God.  Is.  Good.
Regardless of your perception of Him.
Or your current situation.
Or the downward spiral of our country.
God is in control and God is good.
I don’t put my hope and faith in my children.  They will let me down.
I don’t put my trust in Jason.  He will fail me too.
I don’t hold fast to my job.  It is not my source.
I put my whole life.  Everything I hold true and dear, I pin onto the fact that God is good.
He is for me.  Not against me.
Psalm 27:1 says it best.

psalm 27


I’m a book-shelving, former tap dancer, wanna be writer, singer, and banjo player, mother of 4, wife of 1, follower of Christ, walking in the shadow of the Proverbs 31 woman and redeemed by the grace and love of an Almighty God… just living the dream.

6 thoughts on “A month of loss, with so much to gain

  1. This was really encouraging. We lost our baby girl Claire Joy 7 weeks ago at 18 weeks due to preterm labor/delivery. She lived for 2 hours before she went home to the Lord. I can feel my faith building simply from not having any other choice but needing to believe the God is in this, and is going to work something for our good.

    1. I am so glad it ministered to you. I am so sorry for your loss. It is SO difficult to understand why these things happen. I know I wondered for a long time too. God’s really shown me that sometimes it’s not for us to know the why but instead to trust Him. Praying for you sister!!

  2. Love this. So much. This is my song and dance. His plan is NOT to harm us. BUT He does use everything for the good of those who love Him. You said it perfectly.

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