Daughters of Promise September/October 2014 | Page 11
In Psalm 16:8, David talks about setting the Lord always before
him and “because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.”
Thousands of years later, I’m learning the same thing holds true
if I build my life around Jesus.
But there are other scriptures more challenging: “As for God, His
way is perfect.” (2 Samuel 22:31) Do I believe that - truly believe
it - with a full-term pregnancy and a labor that turned into a
mommy and daddy-to-be’s worst nightmare? No mistakes,
no accidents, nothing outside of His control? I don’t believe
the Lord took our son’s life - that is against His very nature and
character - but I do believe He allowed it to be taken for reasons
not yet known (and which may never be fully known) on this
earth, except that He will work it for our good and for the honor
of His Name. I believe that, because this is Who I know Him to
be. Because I couldn’t survive such pain if I didn’t. Because His
Word is consistent. Because He is the Hope that anchors my soul.
Because the way before me is not unwalked; Jesus was a Man
of Sorrows and acquainted with grief. If He bore the weight of
sin and endured the cross so grace would triumph; if God can
turn the anguish of the cross into the place of love’s greatest
accomplishment; how much more can He use any moment in
our lives - including this one - for His glory and the good of His
people? I think Charles Spurgeon sums it up beautifully: “Believing
that God rules all, that He governs wisely, that He brings good out
of evil, the believer’s heart is assured, and he is enabled calmly
to meet each trial as it comes.” God’s sovereignty is the greatest
source of our peace; it’s what sustains us, puts our unanswered
questions to rest, leans the weight of all our happiness on Him,
and fills us with the hope of heaven.
Life for my husband and me has changed completely. What I
thought I’d be doing isn’t happening. I miss my son terribly and
reminders of our life without him are everywhere. The nursery
we spent hours preparing is empty. The adorable baby clothes I
bought at Goodwill and washed and folded never clothed our
child. Each tiny little pamper is still fresh and clean. We removed
the carseat from our back seat and gave the borrowed bassi