My best friend asked that I share this story to the world for her. We as women like to hide these things away..store the darkest of days in our minds & hearts. But we should be able to look to each other for encouragement..and look to God to help us in our darkest hour.
Our Miscarriage
By: Rachel Thomas
May 1, 2013
I had hoped to be sharing some exciting news right about
this time. I had hoped that now would be the time that I would be able to share
with so many sweet friends of the new life growing inside of me. I had hoped to
now be telling everyone that I am due October
30, 2013. But this is not the case.
Friday, February
22, 2013 is a day I will never forget. I was late and began having
this growing nervousness/excitement that I might be pregnant. Jeremy and I took
a test together that evening and it was a faint line. He didn’t believe it. He
told me I could get a digital test so I did. Waiting those 3 minutes for the
test result to appear seemed like forever. And then it appeared…PREGNANT! I
wanted to wake Jeremy up so bad but he wasn’t feeling well so I set the test on
the bathroom counter and decided to wait until morning. When we both woke up on
that Saturday I said, “Well, it looks like you’re going to be a dad again!” He
could hardly believe what I was saying to him as I handed him the test. To say
we were surprised, shocked, overjoyed, and ecstatic is an understatement! We
both had to work that day but sweetly enough our friends the Demosses had
offered to watch Griffin for us
that night. What a wonderful date night it was to just sit and gush about our
new news together! We talked about plans and names. It was all so exciting.
That weekend we began sharing with family & friends who are close to us and
what a sweet time that was to be able to say our family of 3 is growing into a
family of 4!
I took another test on Monday because I still couldn’t
believe it. This time the two lines were clearly obvious! I called my OB
office to set-up my first appointment and to my surprise they scheduled it for
that Thursday, February 28. I thought it was odd that they didn’t ask me when I
would be 8 weeks along but I was so excited to go in that I took the
appointment without hesitation. Looking back I see the Lord’s hand was already
working. I began lightly spotting on Wednesday night at church and that
continued into Thursday. When I got to the doctor she simply replied that light
spotting was normal since I was only 5 weeks along. My first prenatal
appointment went along as usual and I was scheduled for an ultrasound on March
11 and my next appointment was supposed to be on April 1.
I began spotting bright red on Thursday night and I just
knew in my heart that something was very wrong. I called the OB
office on Friday morning (March 1st) and they scheduled me to come
in for an ultrasound and to meet with the physician’s assistant. I took Griffin
to a friend’s house and Jeremy left work to meet me there. When the physician’s
assistant walked in her words broke my heart. She told us the ultrasound really
didn’t reveal anything. No yolk sac, no heartbeat, no baby. We talked about HCG
levels and the different scenarios that it would reveal. The news continued to
get worse as my pregnancy test there was coming back negative. Jeremy contacted
our friend and asked her to keep Griffin
so that we could come home and just spend some time alone. I cried, and cried,
and cried. I felt like I was in a bad dream that I so desperately wanted to
awaken from. How does one begin to absorb the news that the newest addition to your family would never join your family this
side of heaven?
My heart is breaking.
My body is hurting.
I know God is sovereign.
The pain of losing an actual child is REAL.
How can someone I only knew about for five days hurt so much
to lose?
Saturday is a blur. I woke up Sunday morning feeling despair.
I knew the Lord had not left my side but in the same moment I felt like I
couldn’t breathe. I knew as a Christian I am to grieve with hope. I knew one
day I was going to meet our baby for the 1st time but I couldn’t
shake the reality that our baby had died. I felt the pressure come that Monday
that I was supposed to move on from this and act like it was not a big deal. No
one was putting that pressure on me but Satan had me trapped in these horrible
feelings/thoughts. I didn’t know yet
what all the Lord was going to teach us through this. In the beginning, He was speaking
to me through His promises in His Psalms. I desperately clung to the truth that
He is near even when I can’t feel Him. He is good and sovereign even in the
face of tragedy. His plan is still perfect and good and He will use our story
for His ultimate plan and for His glory. I knew one day I would move past this
point and I continued to pray that He would show me more and continue to use
this experience to sanctify me more into His image. I wanted to learn more
through this than just the promises I already known before this happened. I cried
out to Him begging Him to not let me miss how He can and will grow me during
this time. I didn’t want to be angry and I didn’t want to doubt His plan. I was
trying to FIX my eyes on the Author and Perfector of my faith remembering that
He works through all things for His Glory.
The Lord in his grace began revealing me ways to be
thankful. I’m thankful for the ways He protected my body. This thankfully,
wasn’t a molar pregnancy. I did not have
to have a D&C. He somehow was already preparing me in the days leading up
to Friday that something just wasn’t quite right. He gave me a doctor that
showed compassion and concern even though she watches couples go through this
all the time. I’m thankful for what He’s showing me about myself…my unbelief,
my ugly fear, and my anxious heart. I’m thankful that I’ll never have to worry
about this child’s safety or about him/her making wise choices. Most importantly,
I’m thankful that I never have to wonder about this child’s salvation. I’m
confident our child is already with the Lord.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who
are crushed in spirit.” – Psalm 34:18
“But when I fix
my eyes on all that You are
Then every doubt I feel
Deep in my heart
Grows strangely dim
All my worries fade
And fall to the ground
Cause when I seek Your face
And don't look around
Any place I'm in
Grows strangely dim”
Then every doubt I feel
Deep in my heart
Grows strangely dim
All my worries fade
And fall to the ground
Cause when I seek Your face
And don't look around
Any place I'm in
Grows strangely dim”
Monday morning came and I woke up with a sense of peace. The
Lord was lifting me from my overwhelmed heart and leading me to the Rock that
is higher than I (Psalm 61:2). I knew that everything was going to be okay and
God was going to use our story. My OB called that
morning to give me some lab results and told me I would need to come back in
for additional blood work. She also said Jeremy and I would have the
opportunity to meet with her and ask any questions that we may have. Just over
a week ago I went to that office beaming with joy and now it was such sadness
as I had to go back once again. The Lord really used that day to provide
closure for us…to look forward to how He is going to use this and to focus on
what lies ahead and not what is behind us.
God wastes nothing and has a purpose in all things…even the
really hard things. God is so patiently reminding me of His wisdom, His
sovereignty, and His love. As I am studying and learning more about the
character of God my ability to trust Him more grows deeper and deeper.
“I lift up my eyes to you, to you who sit enthroned in
heaven.” – Psalm 123:1 The Lord so graciously reminded me that focusing on what
I can’t control is sin and is a worthless waste of my time but choosing to
focus my gaze and my eyes upon Him changes absolutely EVERYTHING!
Fast forward to one week after the miscarriage began and I
was blessed to hear Carolyn Mahaney speak. She talked about comparison and how
it can steal our joy.
John 21:15-23
Jesus tells Peter how he will die. “Follow Me.” That’s all
Peter would need to do and God would take care of the rest. Was Peter scared? I
don’t know if he was, but I sure would have been. Like Peter, we have things
that happen in our lives that we cannot change. Is it a trial you are currently
in? Are you like me healing from a miscarriage? Are you still single? Is there
something in your marriage you desperately want to change? Are you experiencing
challenges with your children? Are you dealing with a difficult family
situation? Is the burden of finances weighing you down?
Unlike me and you, Peter knew in advance, his unwanted
assignment that was given by God. Just like Peter, you and I are assigned
particular things to glorify God (John 21:19).
The question is how am I going to handle my unwanted, unexpected, and
undesirable experiences? God in His good and wise providence knows what is
going to best glorify Him in my life and in yours. Do I trust Him? Do you trust
Him?
In verse 22 we see Peter comparing himself to John and
asking Jesus what about him? Jesus responds by basically saying it’s none of
your business what I am doing in his life. Follow me! When I look at other
friends around me who are pregnant, due at the same time I was, or are
announcing pregnancy I can’t become jealous and focus on my problems and
circumstance. I can’t say, “Lord, what about them?” Why am I the one hurting?
It was not any of Peter’s business what Jesus has planned for John. It’s none
of my business what the Lord has planned for anyone around me. I’m simply
commanded to follow Him and day by day, week by week, this is what I am trying
to do.
Jesus is writing a particular story in my life and not
anyone else’s. So why compare?
I love my husband more than I can even begin to try to put
into words. My heart nearly bursts with joy every time I look at our son. My
heart’s desire is to have a house full of children biologically and adopted.
These are all incredible gifts from the Lord. I mean these things are really,
really good gifts! However, He is showing me that my complete joy and
fulfillment must be in HIM. I cannot elevate anything above Him and when I do
this it is sin. I am going to have to be okay if our family always remains the
current size that it is. I desire to have four children but that may not be
God’s plan for us and I have got to be okay with that.
God in His love and graciousness towards me is stripping me
of things until I find my joy and satisfaction in HIM. There is no pity party
or explanation for this miscarriage. He is simply saying, “Follow Me. Convicting
me of my sin is one of the most profound ways God can show me His love. He
doesn’t want me trapped in my sin, He wants to set me free. He’s saying, “Ask Me
for grace to repent of your idols and find your ultimate satisfaction in Me.” I
am so thankful that the God of our universe loves me enough that He will do
specific things in my life to reveal sin and open my eyes to things that are
standing in the way of our relationship together. He created me to know Him and
make Him known to others! I desperately want to be more like Jesus and I can
now say with honesty that I am thankful that He allowed this miscarriage to
happen because it is leading me closer and closer to my Maker. For that I am
humbly and eternally grateful.
I’m learning that countless
women, women I am friends with, have experienced this. Every woman’s story is
different. The Lord is prompting me to share our story and I do this in hopes
of somehow encouraging you on whatever the journey the Lord has you on. I don’t
write this for pity or for you to feel sorry for me. You see God is always
working in the meanwhile. I am still healing from this but in the MEANWHILE,
right at this very moment, our little one is seeing God face-to-face, is worshiping at His feet, and is experiencing a joy you and I can only begin to
taste while here on earth! The Lord gives and the Lord takes away. Today, my heart
will choose to say, “Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
