There are things that happen in this world that I will never ever understand. Things that I can't comprehend, things that just don't feel like they should happen in a world where God is present everyday.
I felt this way when we were in the hospital. As a self proclaimed control freak, existing in a new reality that gave me no say whatsoever was a rude awakening. I felt betrayed and wondered how on earth this was happening to us. When actually, my lack of control should have given me some solace.
Recently I've heard of two other babies in the hospital, the stories of which immediately brought tears to my eyes. I know what those parents were feeling and the mere remembrance of those emotions cause a physical reaction in me that I truly cannot control.
A very sweet sorority sister (also fellow high school volleyball player and
fellow blogger) lost her brand new baby boy Reid this month. She said many prayers for Davis when we needed them and as they struggled to sustain Reid's life I prayed constantly. When I then heard of his passing I felt hopeless, like all of our prayers were for naught.
Last night we found out that an acquaintance of ours (and Matt's best friend's cousin) is in the hospital with their little girl who has spinal meningitis and is currently in a medically-induced coma. We don't have any additional details but again, we find ourselves in constant prayer. Knowing of their situation, which bears such similarity to our own, caused me to cry everytime I looked at Davis last night. I cried for the days we spent in sheer agony and for every day we've spent at home since. But mostly I cried out of desperation and for a lack of ability to explain why these things happen.
I suppose it's in these times we should lean on God the most that sometimes cause us to turn away. I know miracles happen. It is the only explanation for why I get to rock my sweet boy in his room everyday, but it is very difficult for me to understand why everyone doesn't get to be as lucky as us, and it makes me feel extremely guilty for this amazing gift we've been given.
When I was in the hospital three different friends send me the lyrics to this song called "Blessings" by Laura Story. I found it awfully ironic that three separate people would suggest the exact same song to me, but looking back on it I understand why. Here are the words. If you are hoping for a miracle for someone else, waiting on one of your own, or just trying to make sense out of this world, I hope this helps.
We pray for blessingsWe pray for peaceComfort for family, protection while we sleepWe pray for healing, for prosperityWe pray for Your mighty hand to ease our sufferingAll the while, You hear each spoken needYet love us way too much to give us lesser things'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindropsWhat if Your healing comes through tearsWhat if a thousand sleepless nights Are what it takes to know You’re nearWhat if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguiseWe pray for wisdomYour voice to hearAnd we cry in anger when we cannot feel You nearWe doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your loveAs if every promise from Your Word is not enoughAll the while, You hear each desperate pleaAnd long that we'd have faith to believe'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindropsWhat if Your healing comes through tearsWhat if a thousand sleepless nights Are what it takes to know You’re nearAnd what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguiseWhen friends betray usWhen darkness seems to winWe know that pain reminds this heartThat this is not, this is not our homeIt's not our home'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindropsWhat if Your healing comes through tearsAnd what if a thousand sleepless nightsAre what it takes to know You’re nearWhat if my greatest disappointmentsOr the aching of this lifeIs the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfyAnd what if trials of this lifeThe rain, the storms, the hardest nightsAre Your mercies in disguise
