Showing posts with label surrender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surrender. Show all posts

Friday, March 10, 2017

My Heart Will Choose

Most of my favorite posts were those written different years on March 16... I guess her birthday just has a way of drawing it out. This is from a couple years ago. ❤️

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Let's see if I can put words to what my heart is feeling as I mark five years without my baby girl.

Through tears these past few days, God has been working some things out within me. He has been whispering beautiful truths to my heart and comforting me in my pain and longing. Sometimes the things He shows me about Lily are so profound and beautiful that I have difficulty finding words to fully articulate them. All the words in the world would never be enough to explain the depths of my love for her.

It's mind-blowing to think I would have a 5-year-old now. First of all, how am I old enough? And secondly, how has that much time passed since her birth? 5 is a milestone birthday. 5 is Kindergarten and a quarter of the age I was when I had her.

Some might think that because it's been five years, that I should be "over" my loss. I assure you, I will never be over her. Could you ever stop thinking about or loving your child? My friend Stacy said something about her daughter that I feel as well with every fiber of my being, "it never gets easier to have the ground between us." Yes. Whether it's been one year, five years, ten, or a hundred... it will never get easier to live without her.

And I am thankful for that.

I am thankful that through the unique challenges I face in mothering a child in Heaven, that I must learn to depend on God more and more.

I am thankful that even when I had no love of my own to give Lily, He placed His love for her within me. God is love and it is only because of Him that I love her so much and because March 16 even means anything to me. I wanted to have an abortion, but God changed me and gave me more love for her than I ever thought I could have for anybody! That is a miracle! He knit our hearts together as mother and daughter. At times, I imagine what my life would have been had I gone through with that scheduled abortion. How much I would have missed. How much others would have missed. March 16 would have been just any regular day for me. So, even though it is a sad day, I am thankful for it.

Part of the purpose of Lily's life I believe is so God could give me but a glimpse of the love He has for me, for her, and for all of humanity. He placed His love for her in me to teach me about His love for me. Her birthday is 3:16... like John 3:16, "For God so loved the world." He spoke His love loudly and clearly through her life and through her day of birth! He was not surprised by her life, though I was not planning her conception. He was not surprised by her death, though I was. He had it all planned out before I even knew that one day I'd have a precious baby girl named Lily, before I was even born.

For God so loved me that He decided to send a baby girl named Lily Katherine, a baby girl He knew would remain forever pure and innocent, to rescue her mommy from a life of sin and rebellion. What God has shown me, is that He could've used anything to bring me back to Himself. He could've used anything, but He chose her. From the foundation of the world, He knew my rebellious heart and chose to give me the gift of her. A gift that I will keep unwrapping throughout the rest of my life on Earth until the day I am reunited with her and Jesus for all of Eternity!

The Lord formed Lily's purpose long before He formed her in the womb, before He even formed the world. That just blows my mind to know how much He loves her. Far more than I ever could, even though I feel at times I might burst because of the love I hold in my heart for that little girl.

When I see newborn baby photos that people I know post, I think to myself... wow I lost something so precious. I didn't just lose a "pregnancy" or an idea of a person... I lost an entire lifetime with my baby girl. I lost knowing how my own child's face would look, how her eyes would light up when talking about something she cared about, how her curls would dance around her face as she played, how the music of her voice would sound drifting into my ears. I have lost so, so much.

But, I have gained even more than I have lost.

The Bible says that before God formed us in the womb, He knew us. That means Lily was "knowable," even though she never took a breath in this world. She lived a life in my womb. She is not worth knowing or knowable because of her personality or accomplishments. Just by being created by God, she is a unique person worthy of being known. I am still trying to wrap my mind around this.

God taught me about laying down my life for the cause of Christ when He asked me to lay down my life for Lily's. He asked me to give up my "rights" to my body and say "yes" to loving her. He asked me to say "yes" to His plan for the life growing within me. I said "yes" to growing to love her and now I'm saying "yes" to loving her even more through the years without her by my side. I am saying "yes" to being asked to say "goodbye" or rather "see you soon," instead of having her here to grow up before my eyes.

Because saying "yes" means trusting in His plan. It means trusting that He created her life, for a purpose, before the foundation of the world and not only did He create her, but He chose to take her to be with Jesus for a reason too. He knew her name. He knew her purpose.

On March 16, 2010, God asked me to surrender my "rights" as a mother to raise my baby girl on Earth. Every March 16 after that, when I wonder who the little girl born on this day in 2010 would have grown up to become, I must surrender again.

May my heart continue to say, she is Yours, Lord. She was never mine to keep. She is Yours, she has always been Yours... sent from You as a gift and sent back to You, still a gift to me, to this world, to anyone blessed to hear her story. May my heart continue each March 16, and every other day of every year, to say she is Yours God. Her legacy and life is Yours. Even when I can't see through my blurry tear-filled eyes and heavy heart, still my heart will choose to say, she is Yours...  My heart will choose to give her back to You. My heart will choose to trust You. My heart will choose to thank you for the story You are writing for my life. A story that I pray brings You glory. I pray that how I respond to this loss will honor Lily's life and point to the goodness of Jesus Christ, all the days of my life. May I be a good steward of this beautiful story of LIFE and redemption!

At church on Sunday, we were singing "it is well with my soul" (the sermon was just amazing and exactly what I needed to hear) and God gave me a beautiful picture in my mind. I was standing on a beautiful mountaintop and fell to my knees in surrender of God's plan and purpose for both my life and Lily's life and death. The sky was gray, but there was one patch of sunshine. It was as if God peeled back a layer of gray and it is there that I saw my beautiful daughter of Heaven at the age she'd be peeking down at me. My heart heard her laughing, as if to say, I am okay, mommy! What I got from this picture is that even though the sky of my life can feel so gray without her here, I know that just beyond the gray is the sun shining. Sometimes you must surrender first in order to see it. It was as if God was showing Lily her mommy and saying, "she'll be here with you soon," and He was also showing me her, promising that I'll be there soon. And it's because of my surrendered life to the Lord that we will be together again. Because He has rescued me from death and eternal separation from Him.

On Lily's 5th birthday as God teaches me about surrender, I am reminded of this beautiful drawing that my best friend/sister-in-law, Kala, gave me on Lily's 1st birthday. I guess you could say this entire post is based on this picture. It's me giving Lily to Jesus, not clinging to her, but willingly, though painfully, giving her back to Him, because I trust the good heart of my Father. I trust that the One who so lovingly crafted her purpose will gently care for her until I can.


Mark Twain said there aren't enough words in all the languages in the world to express the sorrow of losing a child. I believe that is true. But there also aren't enough words to express the joy of knowing you'll get to spend forever with that child.

Dear Lily Kat, what a great honor for your entire life to be to bring God glory and bring your mommy back to Him, back to the foot of the cross! I love you for who you are, not for who you might've been. You are my daughter. You are a priceless treasure. It's amazing how God chose for the purposes of our lives to be so intertwined. Part of my voice is to give you one. I hope I make you smile, pretty girl. I hope I make you proud. Happy 5th Birthday in Heaven with Jesus! I can only imagine the celebration.

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Monday, March 16, 2015

Her 5th Birthday ~ My Heart Will Choose

Let's see if I can put words to what my heart is feeling as I mark five years without my baby girl.

Through tears these past few days, God has been working some things out within me. He has been whispering beautiful truths to my heart and comforting me in my pain and longing. Sometimes the things He shows me about Lily are so profound and beautiful that I have difficulty finding words to fully articulate them. All the words in the world would never be enough to explain the depths of my love for her.

It's mind-blowing to think I would have a 5-year-old now. First of all, how am I old enough? And secondly, how has that much time passed since her birth? 5 is a milestone birthday. 5 is Kindergarten and a quarter of the age I was when I had her.

Some might think that because it's been five years, that I should be "over" my loss. I assure you, I will never be over her. Could you ever stop thinking about or loving your child? My friend Stacy said something about her daughter that I feel as well with every fiber of my being, "it never gets easier to have the ground between us." Yes. Whether it's been one year, five years, ten, or a hundred... it will never get easier to live without her.

And I am thankful for that.

I am thankful that through the unique challenges I face in mothering a child in Heaven, that I must learn to depend on God more and more.

I am thankful that even when I had no love of my own to give Lily, He placed His love for her within me. God is love and it is only because of Him that I love her so much and because March 16 even means anything to me. I wanted to have an abortion, but God changed me and gave me more love for her than I ever thought I could have for anybody! That is a miracle! He knit our hearts together as mother and daughter. At times, I imagine what my life would have been had I gone through with that scheduled abortion. How much I would have missed. How much others would have missed. March 16 would have been just any regular day for me. So, even though it is a sad day, I am thankful for it.

Part of the purpose of Lily's life I believe is so God could give me but a glimpse of the love He has for me, for her, and for all of humanity. He placed His love for her in me to teach me about His love for me. Her birthday is 3:16... like John 3:16, "For God so loved the world." He spoke His love loudly and clearly through her life and through her day of birth! He was not surprised by her life, though I was not planning her conception. He was not surprised by her death, though I was. He had it all planned out before I even knew that one day I'd have a precious baby girl named Lily, before I was even born.

For God so loved me that He decided to send a baby girl named Lily Katherine, a baby girl He knew would remain forever pure and innocent, to rescue her mommy from a life of sin and rebellion. What God has shown me, is that He could've used anything to bring me back to Himself. He could've used anything, but He chose her. From the foundation of the world, He knew my rebellious heart and chose to give me the gift of her. A gift that I will keep unwrapping throughout the rest of my life on Earth until the day I am reunited with her and Jesus for all of Eternity!

The Lord formed Lily's purpose long before He formed her in the womb, before He even formed the world. That just blows my mind to know how much He loves her. Far more than I ever could, even though I feel at times I might burst because of the love I hold in my heart for that little girl.

When I see newborn baby photos that people I know post, I think to myself... wow I lost something so precious. I didn't just lose a "pregnancy" or an idea of a person... I lost an entire lifetime with my baby girl. I lost knowing how my own child's face would look, how her eyes would light up when talking about something she cared about, how her curls would dance around her face as she played, how the music of her voice would sound drifting into my ears. I have lost so, so much.

But, I have gained even more than I have lost.

The Bible says that before God formed us in the womb, He knew us. That means Lily was "knowable," even though she never took a breath in this world. She lived a life in my womb. She is not worth knowing or knowable because of her personality or accomplishments. Just by being created by God, she is a unique person worthy of being known. I am still trying to wrap my mind around this.

God taught me about laying down my life for the cause of Christ when He asked me to lay down my life for Lily's. He asked me to give up my "rights" to my body and say "yes" to loving her. He asked me to say "yes" to His plan for the life growing within me. I said "yes" to growing to love her and now I'm saying "yes" to loving her even more through the years without her by my side. I am saying "yes" to being asked to say "goodbye" or rather "see you soon," instead of having her here to grow up before my eyes.

Because saying "yes" means trusting in His plan. It means trusting that He created her life, for a purpose, before the foundation of the world and not only did He create her, but He chose to take her to be with Jesus for a reason too. He knew her name. He knew her purpose.

On March 16, 2010, God asked me to surrender my "rights" as a mother to raise my baby girl on Earth. Every March 16 after that, when I wonder who the little girl born on this day in 2010 would have grown up to become, I must surrender again.

May my heart continue to say, she is Yours, Lord. She was never mine to keep. She is Yours, she has always been Yours... sent from You as a gift and sent back to You, still a gift to me, to this world, to anyone blessed to hear her story. May my heart continue each March 16, and every other day of every year, to say she is Yours God. Her legacy and life is Yours. Even when I can't see through my blurry tear-filled eyes and heavy heart, still my heart will choose to say, she is Yours...  My heart will choose to give her back to You. My heart will choose to trust You. My heart will choose to thank you for the story You are writing for my life. A story that I pray brings You glory. I pray that how I respond to this loss will honor Lily's life and point to the goodness of Jesus Christ, all the days of my life. May I be a good steward of this beautiful story of LIFE and redemption!

At church on Sunday, we were singing "it is well with my soul" (the sermon was just amazing and exactly what I needed to hear) and God gave me a beautiful picture in my mind. I was standing on a beautiful mountaintop and fell to my knees in surrender of God's plan and purpose for both my life and Lily's life and death. The sky was gray, but there was one patch of sunshine. It was as if God peeled back a layer of gray and it is there that I saw my beautiful daughter of Heaven at the age she'd be peeking down at me. My heart heard her laughing, as if to say, I am okay, mommy! What I got from this picture is that even though the sky of my life can feel so gray without her here, I know that just beyond the gray is the sun shining. Sometimes you must surrender first in order to see it. It was as if God was showing Lily her mommy and saying, "she'll be here with you soon," and He was also showing me her, promising that I'll be there soon. And it's because of my surrendered life to the Lord that we will be together again. Because He has rescued me from death and eternal separation from Him.

On Lily's 5th birthday as God teaches me about surrender, I am reminded of this beautiful drawing that my best friend/sister-in-law, Kala, gave me on Lily's 1st birthday. I guess you could say this entire post is based on this picture. It's me giving Lily to Jesus, not clinging to her, but willingly, though painfully, giving her back to Him, because I trust the good heart of my Father. I trust that the One who so lovingly crafted her purpose will gently care for her until I can.


Mark Twain said there aren't enough words in all the languages in the world to express the sorrow of losing a child. I believe that is true. But there also aren't enough words to express the joy of knowing you'll get to spend forever with that child.

Dear Lily Kat, what a great honor for your entire life to be to bring God glory and bring your mommy back to Him, back to the foot of the cross! I love you for who you are, not for who you might've been. You are my daughter. You are a priceless treasure. It's amazing how God chose for the purposes of our lives to be so intertwined. Part of my voice is to give you one. I hope I make you smile, pretty girl. I hope I make you proud. Happy 5th Birthday in Heaven with Jesus! I can only imagine the celebration.

Here are some pictures from March 16, 2010.








Here are the blog posts I've written over the years, both on Lily's birthdays, as well as the posts about how we've celebrated her birthdays:

Happy First Birthday, My Darling
Lily's 1st Birthday Celebration!
Two Years Ago Today, I Held a Piece of Heaven
Lily's 2nd Birthday Celebration!
To Love is to Celebrate ~ Her 3rd Birthday
Lily's 3rd Birthday Celebration!
An Eternal Flower
Lily's 4th Birthday Celebration!

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Sunday, June 13, 2010

He put the air back into my lungs

I will carry you. Sweet baby girl. God has been giving me glimpses into the raw pain I was experiencing those first few days and weeks. And I realized...it's only by His grace that I've been getting through this. It's only by His grace that I haven't been feeling that excruciating, heart-wrenching agony that shook me to the depths of my soul.

I listen to the words to the song playing on my blog...I will carry you, while your heartbeats here. Long beyond the empty cradle, through the coming years. I will carry you, all my life. I will praise the One whose chosen me to carry you.

I did carry her all her life. I will carry her with me my entire life. The silence has brought me to His voice. And He's been carrying me. When I'm too weak to stand, let alone walk. He lifts me up over His shoulder, and carries me away to our secret place. 

Here's something from my journal that I've been wanting to share:

Sweet Lord,
I long to be set-apart for You alone. Look at all I've done. Everything in me tells me I'm helpless. Bound to the consequences this world throws my way. But, You tell me otherwise. I feel You whispering to me to let it all go. Fall at Your feet. Worship You. And everything else will work out. You will work it out...Against all odds, against everything the world tells me, You are my light and strength. My salvation. You fill me with good things. You make me want to be like You. To search Your heart. Know the depths of Your soul. Your inner-most being. You are the only beauty I've known. I thirst for Your truth. It's all that I want. All I desire. You are all that I need. All that I need! Make me willing to lay my life out for You, my Prince. To spend my life at Your feet, washing them with my tears. You fill me with these words. They spill out onto the page. Overflowing like honey. Such sweetness is on my lips when I sing praises to You. When my heart speaks into these pages, adoring you. I feel so weak. So sad. So lonely. I'm desperately hurting. But, I feel You there, longing to strengthen me, breathe Your life into me. Give me courage, unshakable confidence, true love. You give me an unspeakable joy and peace, amidst all the chaos and pain. I can't put words to this hope you've stirred within me. This passion that is like a fire in my heart and soul. You are changing me. Breaking me. Molding me. Remaking me. I see it in subtle ways and bigger ways. You long to draw near to me and for me to draw near to You, clinging to You. It's like You know my utter desperation for You. You realize my need for every part of who You are more than I realize it myself. You ignite me. Set a fire to my soul. You want to explore the depths of me. Of all that I am. And I want to, long to, dive into this bottomless ocean of You. Of who You are. Your mercy, love, grace, tenderness. I long to discover who it is You dream of me becoming. What beautiful dreams they must be. Oh, how you're comforting my heart. Soothing my soul. So much more than I could ask for. A mere half hour ago, I was extremely anxious. My heart was beating so fast, tears were welling in my eyes, everything was telling me to be afraid, not to trust You, to cling to my doubt, fear, and anxiety, rather than to You. But, You come to me, in Your ever-faithful, gentle, loving, tender way and whisper truth to every crevice of my inner-most being. I'm looking at things so much differently now. How far I've come in the past year. I was so utterly miserable, heartbroken. Mere words cannot begin to describe the agony my soul was facing. My spirit was gagging. Choking. Desperate. Oh, the desperation of it all. I was so used up, broken, spent. You felt a million miles away. I was as far in the east as You were to the west. And yet, You didn't leave me there. Oh, thank God You didn't leave me there. You wanted better for me, Your beloved bride, Your child, Your love. You fought for me. The chains that the world thought were impossible to break...you broke them. With tears in Your poet eyes and a fire in Your brave and beautiful soul, You took those chains in Your hands and with a Warrior's cry, broke them. Crushed them. Shattered them. Not into two pieces. But, into millions. You can't even tell what those chains were anymore. It's like they were never there. You make it so they were never there. And then You took me over Your shoulder and ran with me. Away to Your castle. I was so vulnerable. In Your strong arms, You delicately placed me down and looked at me so lovingly and adoringly. You nursed me. Nurtured me. I needed You. And You were there for me. You never left me. My Mighty Warrior-Poet! You fought for me! And won my heart. You conquered sin and death. Put the air back into my lungs. The blood into my veins. What great plans You have for me! How You want to bless my life. I hear You say: 'Don't let the world make you afraid. Cling to me. Let me comfort you. Whisper truth and love to you. I am only good. I only want what's best for you. I can defy the odds. I can overcome the world. I am greater than the world'...My sweet Jesus.

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Saturday, June 12, 2010

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