It was a hard weekend, friends.
I nearly posted this yesterday, but decided I needed a day to just breathe and think about happy things, like the day we began our marriage. But now I’m ready to tackle the feelings and try to put them into words.
I spent Friday night with one of my teen girls in the ICU. The family hasn’t been very public with the details so I’ll remain vague here, but this precious family just lost their 25-year-old daughter and sister. If there is something to be said in times like those, I don’t know what it is. Instead I was a shoulder to cry on and a hand to hold. I dropped that sweet teen girl of mine off with her aunt around midnight and came home and poured my heart out to Christopher. We grieved and prayed together for this family. We crashed late that night.
Saturday afternoon as I was fielding texts and calls from my other teen girls about the situation I got another heart wrenching text. One of my best friends had gone in for a routine 16 week ultrasound and there was no heartbeat. I hate how often I have heard this story in the past 5 years since all my friends started having kids. She was induced and delivered her son that night. My heart just felt like it had shattered. I cannot image what she and her husband are going through right now. And again, I find myself without words. What do you say in moments like these?
Sunday morning I met my friends’ new foster baby. I looked at her perfect face and saw all the innocence there. I breathed deeply and prayed for this tiny preemie baby whose future is so uncertain. There is so much brokenness and pain in this world and it tugs on my heart strings to think of all the possible futures this baby might face.
So yes, it has been an emotional weekend. My prayers are spread out. I feel so helpless to comfort and help people who I love so much. But I hold close to the truth I know: the Lord is close to the brokenhearted and He saves those who are crushed in spirit. (Psalm 34:18)