July/August 2011 setapartgirl ISSUE

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It WAS a big deal. A little life - precious to God -had been snuffed out. child I would never meet this side of Heaven. It was the first time since the miscarriage I had even allowed myself to cry. For weeks I’d been telling myself that what happened was “no big deal.” But now, I was coming face to face with the true reality of the situation. It was a big deal. In fact, it was a horrible tragedy. A little life - precious to God, formed in His image, shaped by His hand - had been suddenly snuffed out. I thought about the words of Scripture: “For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother's womb.” (Psalm 139:13) “...from my mother's womb you have been my God.” (Psalm 22:10b) “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you...” (Jer. 1:5a) To God, the baby that had perished was not just a barely-developed fetus or blob of cells and tissue. It was a priceless human child and a masterpiece of His creation. It had its very own heartbeat, its very own DNA, and its very own destiny - a destiny that had been abruptly cut short before it had a chance to be fulfilled. God was weeping over the untimely death of this precious child. The best way to

honor Him through this loss was not to shrug off the pain and move on, but to allow myself to feel what He felt and care as deeply as He cared. Once I finally allowed myself to grieve for this little life - to see what God was seeing, to feel what He was feeling everything changed. Since then, my life has never been the same. Eric and I had a ceremony for our little lost child. We named the baby. We wrote letters saying goodbye. My heart was still sorrowful over what had happened, but God began to work a deep healing within my soul. He also began to work something else within my soul - the ability to carry His burden for the weak and vulnerable; to weep over children being orphaned and enslaved; and to grieve over the countless unborn lives being snuffed out before having a chance to fulfill their God-given destinies.

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