My body feels a little like this tree. Confused and out of season.
This tree is preparing for new life before its time.
My body, my heart and my family were preparing to welcome new life into our family. Sadly, winter is not over. The knitting together in my womb will not continue long enough for me to labor to hold. My Creator knows what is best for His creation and His created and their seasons.
It is not the season for new growth for the tree. It is not the season for our family to grow.
In this time of loss, there is much pain. Pain reminds me that this world is not my home. One day I will be with my Jesus and with this precious life gone on before me.
Until then, I find comfort in knowing that I am not on this journey alone. I am thankful for my family and friends. I am thankful for the prayers and actions of others showing love and support. I am thankful that in there being a time for everything, there is a time to mourn. My soul is mourning but I know there will come a time to dance...
in another season...
in God's perfect timing.