03 January 2012

MEANING

There is no meaning in it all, and yet my mind struggles to find some answers and explanations. Of course, they will all fail, but I must try anyway or drown in hopelessness. Maybe that's why I wake up so early and can't sleep. I'm searching for some consolation, for some meaning. My body is tense and needs release. But the tears are dried up...until they spring forth at some memory, for some reason.

I lay Miriam to sleep last night. She's exhausted. She's had malaria for God's sake. She was swamped by visitors trying to console her parents. She was surrounded by sobbing and wailing and tears. She couldn't sleep in all that. So now we're in a familiar setting. Her crib and mosquito tent are unchanged. She has the quiet of her corner. So I lay her down to sleep, to rest in peace.
She's unafraid. She knows I'll wake her up in the morning. She knows she's safe. She knows I'll be there. She drifts into silence. She knows nothing of what I'm suffering all through the night as I think of my little boy, pale and cold in that box surrounded by the damp, African soil.



He was on borrowed time. He shouldn't have even been born. Sarah and I have had unexplained infertility for years. Thanks to modern science, Adam came to us after sitting in a freezer for months. Then his little body developed in the womb of his mother. But the enemy was already at work. Through his wild movements we have come to know so well, he managed to wrap his umbilical cord into a true knot that if pulled tight would cut off his precious supply of oxygen coursing through his mother's blood, crossing the placenta and entering his body through those umbilical blood vessels.



Sarah went into active labor a month early. Then her labor stopped. If she had gone till term, in all Adam's wiggling and kicking he may have pulled that knot tight and been stillborn. Or if her labor had progressed, as he was squeezed out the birth canal, the knot may have tightened and killed him or given him brain damage. But God intervened and stopped Sarah's labor progression and Adam and Miriam were born by c-section, healthy, screaming and eyes wide open.



His life was a miracle, a gift. He was on borrowed time the whole six months of his precious life. "The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord." (Job 1:21)

Is God really so cruel if he's just a Father putting his child to sleep for the night only to wake him in the morning? "For his anger is but for a moment; his favor is for a life-time: weeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning." (Psalms 30:5)



"Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like the rest of men who have no hope...for the Lord Himself will come down from heaven...and the dead...will rise first. After that, we who are still alive...will be caught up together with them..." (1 Thessalonians 4:13-17)

Unfortunately, it's still night where I'm at...

4 comments:

Karen Glassford said...

Dear Lord, wrap your arms of love around James and Sarah tonight. Draped the warm blanket of your peace bout their shoulders. Soften the edge of their pain and let them rest. Fill their hearts with hope. Heal and give rest to baby Miriam. Make your presence palbable in their lives today. And Jesus,.....come back soon. Amen

Thandi said...

May God comfort you in this time of grief.

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Melody said...

I've been crying my eyes out reading your posts… and I too am reminded of what our friends Gary and Wendy went through not so long ago! We prayed for Miriam at GYC, where I just returned from. I'm so thankful to see that God has spared her life. But still… I can't imagine the pain and loss you are wading through…

While I was still wiping away the tears, my family began to have evening Sabbath worship and I, looking through a songbook, stumbled across this song. I decided I had to share it. I'm sure you've seen it before…

"You have face the mountains of desperation, you have climbed, you have fought, you have won. But this valley that lies coldly before you casts a shadow you cannot overcome. And just when you thought you had it all together, you knew every verse to get you through. But this time all the sorrow broke more than just your heart, and reciting all those verses just wont do. Chorus: When answers aren't enough, there is Jesus. He is more than just an answer to your prayer. And your heart will find a safe and peaceful refuge. When answers aren't enough, He is there. Instead of asking why did it happen, think of where it can lead from here; as as your pain is easing, you can find a greater reason to live your life triumphant through the tears. When answers aren't enough, there is Jesus. He is more than just an answer to your prayer. And your heart will find a safe and peaceful refuge. When answers aren't enough, he is there…." by Scott Wesley Brown & Greg Nelson

Love to all of you! I will continue to lift you up in prayer as you walk through this dark valley.