We knew the rain was coming, we knew today would be storms and non-stop rain. God brought us the rain to mix His heaven sent tears with ours. Baby D has gone to heaven and Jesus weeps with us, knowing our grief, feeling our pain.
Keep Baby D and his family in your prayers. I am thankful for morning prayer this morning, so thankful to be able to go to church and pray with others, to be wrapped in the arms of the Holy Spirit.
"Hail, Mary, full of grace.
Pray for me, now, in the time of my grief.
You had a son. You lost a son - in the prime of his life.
I, too.
Were your tears bitter, reflecting the injustice?
Were your tears a torrent, reflecting the anguish?
Were your tears hot, reflecting your anger?
Mine are.
Did your soul become barren in the salty river?
Did your faith grow dark, extinguished by tears?
Did your love shrivel as your tears dried?
Mine has.
Did you withdraw to nurse a wounded heart?
Did you curse and shake your fist at God?
Did you retreat into the past grasping at memories?
...
I have.
Did your weeping stop?
Did you live again?
Did you love again?
Did you believe again?
O Mary, full of grace.
Pray for me, now, in the time of my grief."
(exerpts from "A Mother's Prayer" -Mrs. Joanne B. Galbraith)
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