I am clinging to my son a little tighter today. He has no idea, he is just glad to be held and snuggled. Overjoyed to have mommys face inches from his, to double over in laughter as his sides are tickled and belly blown on. He does not feel the weight of yesterday morning.
But I do.
While at a friends house for a playdate, a call came in. I could tell by the look on her face it was serious.
Tears came to her eyes as I was told of another friend, another family from my church, another sister in Christ who had delivered her 20 week old triplet boys early that morning. All three saw Jesus' face before I awoke that morning.
What do you say? What do you do?
I walked to the edge of the room and watched as my son laughed and giggled with his buddy. I wrapped my arms around myself as tears slid down my face. I prayed. For my friends, for their family, for my son...for myself.
I thanked God for His wisdom and Sovereignty, even though I do not understand. I thanked Him for allowing my son to be blissfully unaware of heartache and pain... for now.
As I watched Rigg smile and try to eat a book, the weight of the knowledge hit me.
The knowledge that there are now 3 more babies I know in Heaven.
Lord, come quickly!
Please pray for my friends, Connie and Jason, and their family.