5.24.2013

8. embracing the here and now

Having Judah changed me. The 21 weeks and 5 days that I carried him, the day and half of uncertainty spent in the hospital leading up to his birth, the 4 hours of labor pains, the 30+ minutes of pushing, the two sweet short hours that we had with him, and the weeks following his death. All of this changed me, forever. 


I remember the day we found out that I was pregnant. We went to buy a pregnancy test on a whim because I was having cravings, I had been incredibly snappy (or 'fiery' as Kasey calls it) lately, and I found myself more tired than normal. Oh, and I was late. But the being late wasn't anything abnormal and it was only a few days so we weren't too convinced. In fact, after the first test came back positive, I still wasn't convinced. I took one pregnancy test a day for the next three days, just to make sure. 

Two short weeks after we found out, the morning sickness kicked in. However, I wasn't just nauseous in the morning, but rather from the time I sat up in bed until about six o'clock every evening. And that's when it began. This longing for the future welled up inside of me. At first, I couldn't wait for the first trimester to be over. I counted down the days until I reached the thirteen-week mark. But it didn't end there. In fact, it grew from there. When I arrived at the second trimester, I was relived. The nausea was subsiding and I was slowing gaining my energy back a little more each day. When I found myself with a little bump, I couldn't wait for a bigger one. When one doctor's appointment was over, I was counting down the days until the next one. I often found myself wishing that my whole pregnancy was over and this little bundle inside of me was here already. 

The day that I was admitted to the hospital, everything changed. Suddenly, I found myself wishing that everything would slow down. I wanted to be pregnant for another eighteen long weeks. I wanted to have a huge belly in the middle of a hot Virginia summer. In fact, I found myself wishing that I would be put on bed rest for the next eighteen weeks. I wanted all of this because it meant that my baby would be okay. 

When Judah was born at 1:14 pm on April 12th, and his fragile, 15.9 ounce self was laid on my chest, my world was turned upside down. I wanted so badly for time to stand still. I wanted to soak up every single moment with him that I could. I wanted to take it all in. I wanted to hold on and not let go. I didn't want that moment to come when the nurse would look at me with tears in her eyes and nod, letting me know that his heart had stopped. I didn't want that time to come when I would have to give his lifeless body one last kiss and say my final goodbye, but it came. 

Looking back, I realize that I was always wishing that I was one step, sometimes four or five steps, ahead of where I actually was. Part of this was pure excitement and joy for the future and what was to come. However, looking back, a part of it was sin. It was discontentment. I didn't like being tired all the time. I really didn't like the morning sickness. And I hated gaining weight in unwanted places. There I was for the past five months, selfishly wishing my pregnancy away and it was gone way too soon. Looking back, I was rarely happy with the here and now. 

Kasey and I have spent the past three months without a job or home (more on that later) and leading up to Judah's birth, we were both in a hurry to check those things off of our 'to do' list. When Judah was born, we saw things from a different perspective, God's perspective. He knew what was to come. He knew how much harder it would have been to deal with juggling a full time job in the midst of tragedy. He knew the extra pain it would have caused to go home by ourselves, empty handed, to a room all made up for a baby that we no longer had. He knew that we would need the next few weeks to be with our friends and family. 

Over the past six weeks, the Lord has been teaching me to slow down and embrace the 'here and now,' wherever I am. Right now, that means embracing a time when we are both unemployed and mostly living with our parents. It means praising Him for this period of rest that He's blessed us with and stopping to enjoy it because all too soon the craziness of life will kick back in and we'll be on the go again. It means thanking Him for time spent with family because we normally only get to visit a couple of times a year due to distance and work schedules. It's so hard being patient and content when you are waiting on the Lord, but I'm learning all over again that it is so worth it. He knows exactly what we need and exactly when we need it. He doesn't take us through trials or difficult circumstances to frustrate us and make us angry. He does it because that's whats best for us. If you have a personal relationship with Him, He uses each and every trial and circumstance to prepare us for our future; to grow our faith in Him; and to make us more like Himself. He is constantly sanctifying us more and more each and every day. 

So, if you are single, don't wish it away. Enjoy your days with your friends and spend more of your alone time with the Lord. If you are married and trying to have children, treasure the one-on-one time that you have with your spouse while you wait. Once you have a child, it will never be just the two of you ever again. If you are pregnant, praise God for the morning sickness, the exhaustion, and weight gain. Enjoy the moments when you feel your baby kicking or you have the priveledge of hearing its tiny heart beat. If you are blessed with children, treasure every moment you have with them. Enjoy each stage of life as you watch them grow. Embrace the good days and the hard ones because you'll never get any of those days of their lives back again. If you have a home and a job, be grateful to God for it and take advantage of the opportunities He has given you to be a light to those around you. Slow down and embrace the here and now. Stop wishing away this stage in your life and start asking the Lord what He's teaching you through it. Train yourself to bring Him praise on the mountain tops and praise in the trenches of this life. Slow down enough to watch His grace work in and through you. Give Him thanks every single day for the here and now that He has blessed you with because He's using it for your good and His glory!

Clinging to this hope today:

James 1:2 - 4
 
"Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing." 


Soli Deo Gloria,
Katie 

5.13.2013

7. my first mother's day

April 12, 2013
Yesterday, May 12, 2013 was my first Mother's Day as a momma. It was not the 'first' Mother's Day that I had always pictured, nor was it as I had planned. There was something missing...my baby boy. I didn't get to celebrate my first Mother's Day as most mommas do. My arms didn't get to hold and cuddle my sweet son. I didn't get to capture the day with a 'Mother's Day picture.' I didn't get to take him to church with me and pass him around for everyone to love on. And he didn't come to lunch with our family as we celebrated his Mima and his Momma.

Yesterday was one of the hardest days I have experienced since we lost our little boy. Not only was it Mother's Day, but it marked one month since his birthday and the day of his death. It marked one month of not having him in our arms. It marked one month of not feeling his tiny little feet kick around inside of me. It marked one month of not hearing that treasured sound of his strong heart beating. It marked one month of the most joyous day and the most heart-breaking day we have ever experienced.

As I was in church yesterday, worshiping God and praising Him for the precious life He blessed us with, I couldn't help but smile as I thought about our sweet Judah Blaze. For him, yesterday marked one month of being in the presence of his Creator. Oh, how glorious his day must have been!

Yesterday didn't go as had pictured it would when we found out we were expecting our first baby, but it went exactly as God had planned it. In fact, before I was even conceived, God planned and purposed that I would be born to amazing Christian parents, grow up in small town in Pennsylvania as a pastor's daughter, head off to a large university, meet an incredibly good looking and godly man, fall head-over-heals in love, get married, and have my first little boy at 21 weeks and 5 days, live for 1 hour and 41 minutes, and then leave this world as I held him in my arms. God orchestrated every single detail of this! It's hard to fathom that with the billions of people in this word, God predestined this plan and caused all of it to happen perfectly according to His will  for my life, but He did. 

As I reflect back over the the past month of our lives and even my pregnancy with Judah, I find such comfort in why God purposed for this to happen to us. It's all for His glory and our good! God is glorified in our good days and in our bad days. He is glorified in our rejoicing and He is glorified in our pain. Our faith and trust in Him has grown with leaps and bounds in the past month. God is constantly using this to conform us to the image of Christ. We have had the opportunity to share our testimony of God's grace and mercy in our lives with so many people that we would never have come in contact with if we had lost our precious son. Through Judah's story, God's grace has been shared with people from California to New Hampshire (and that's just that we are aware of). And to think that it has only been one month. 

One month ago yesterday, we were given a gift from the Lord that forever changed us. What an honor to be the recipient of such a gift from our Creator! What an honor to be given a son whose short life and death brings more honor and glory to God than a life of 100 years on this earth ever could have! God chose us to be Judah's parents before the foundations of the world and for that, we are blessed, humbled, and forever grateful! 


Clinging to this hope today:

 Romans 8:26-30

"Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. For those whom he foreknew, he also predestined, to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called, he also justified, and those whom he justified, he also glorified." 


Soli Deo Gloria,
Katie