Belong
He created every little hair on your head, ever nail on your fingertips, every beat in your heart..for you belong to HIM not us, not anyone else but the Lord.
I have always said that one should not consider becoming a parent, until they are ready to let their children go. It doesn’t matter if you birth your child or you adopt them into your family, they are never yours to begin with. It is the moment when I felt like I could truly give our child to the Lord that I was ready to start the process of adoption.
This past week has been one of the hardest weeks for a best friend of mine and truly one of the hardest weeks for me as well. She sadly had to say goodbye to her baby boy at just 19.5 weeks old. As she re-told the story of how she gave birth to him and had to say goodbye to her little man, I wept and still weep inside for her and her family.
It is easier to say that our children belong to the Lord when we don’t feel like we have to give them up, but when the time comes where we have to say goodbye…it is then, out of the deepest pain and hurt that is humanly possible that we smile and say it is well, it is well, it is well with my soul.
“When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.”
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8 responses to “{Five Minute Friday} Belong”
Beautiful. My heart ached for those going through trying times like this. God bless.
I love that song. There have been times when that song has been easy to sing and others with tears streaming down my face knowing that in the pain God is there. I pray that your friend will be able to sing those words and that she will grieve well (as it is a process) through the lose of her baby. My prayers are with you both.
Bobbi- I have a friend who started an organization reaching out to mothers who have gone through infant loss, as it is part of her own story.
It is called Hope Mommies–hopemommies.org and they are on FB as well. A great support for mothers and families who have experienced this. Share with your friend if she’s interested!
Also, I don’t know if you know the story behind the man that wrote that hymn. Within about two years he lost his son, a fire in Chicago burned up all of his real estate investments and his four daughters drowned in a boating accident. On his way to meet up with his wife, who was on the boat with his daughters, he wrote this song. It brings new meaning to the words of the song knowing what heartache and loss he had just gone through.
I’m so sorry for your friend’s loss and the pain you must be feeling for her. What a beautiful post remembering your friend’s precious baby and reminding us that when we lose someone here on earth, that we will see them again!
I wish I had some words of comfort for you and for your friend but there isn’t anything I can write that will make this pain any easier to bear.
I’m not a religious person but I am a spiritual one and I’m sending love and good thoughts your friend’s way. I’m sure she treasures having you in her life.
Much love to you and yours, Bobbi.
I love love that song. Sometimes I can easily sing it and sometimes it’s much harder to mean the words. I am so sorry to hear about your friend.
Wow, that is so very true that it is one thing to say out children belong to the Lord, but another to walk it out through experience. Thank you for sharing.