Saturday, November 15, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
The Journey
I've sat down a hundred times and tried to write. I believe this will be my first and last post about my feelings regarding the passing of precious Major. I believe this sorrow and mourning however deep and intimate in my heart...does not belong to me. There will be a hole in our family, but I woke up today with my children here. There will always be someone missing when we get together as a family, but there is not a seat empty at my table. However my heart hurts and sorrows...and we are forever changed.
Major was loved by us like one of our own. The boys are head over heals in love with their girl cousins, but were so excited to have another boy join the family. (So much so, that the boys called baby Sol 'Major' for the first few months of life).
He was special.
He was special to us.
I remember Dave calling us when Major was coming into the world early at 33 weeks. I remember the feeling that swept over me as I recalled my own Sam coming to greet us at 34 weeks gestation. We prayed and prayed until we heard the news...
"A boy!" "Major Hezekiah!"
Our little family cheered. Emails sent out. Praising that he was here.
God had carried them through the birthing process...
And then the journey began..
He was a fighter. Born healthy, he needed a little extra time to beef up. Darcy and I often talked about the stresses of having a child in the NICU...
Pumping...feeding...weighing....feeding tubes....wires....tests.....set backs....carseat tests...preemie...early intervention....
The journey...
God has carried them through the death of Major...this time of great tragedy....the kind of hell that every parent dreads...But...
Their journey just begins.
I am overwhelmed by the body of Christ. Your willingness to pray. To serve. To ask questions. To sit up and wait to see how our family is doing and pray. I cannot possibly articulate the thanks and gratitude I have in my heart for your prayers and words of comfort. Praise God for His people! I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
All I can say is "Thank you," and know that it goes deeper than words can express.
I ask for prayer again.
Please be in prayer for Dave, Darcy and their girls Marin, Somer, and Lilli. Their long journey is just beginning. As they return to their home and have to pick up the pieces, please pray.
Please pray as they lean on the God of comfort in the day to day life.
My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life...
-Psalm 119:50-
This new page has turned...a new journey begins...
Major was loved by us like one of our own. The boys are head over heals in love with their girl cousins, but were so excited to have another boy join the family. (So much so, that the boys called baby Sol 'Major' for the first few months of life).
He was special.
He was special to us.
I remember Dave calling us when Major was coming into the world early at 33 weeks. I remember the feeling that swept over me as I recalled my own Sam coming to greet us at 34 weeks gestation. We prayed and prayed until we heard the news...
"A boy!" "Major Hezekiah!"
Our little family cheered. Emails sent out. Praising that he was here.
God had carried them through the birthing process...
And then the journey began..
He was a fighter. Born healthy, he needed a little extra time to beef up. Darcy and I often talked about the stresses of having a child in the NICU...
Pumping...feeding...weighing....feeding tubes....wires....tests.....set backs....carseat tests...preemie...early intervention....
The journey...
God has carried them through the death of Major...this time of great tragedy....the kind of hell that every parent dreads...But...
Their journey just begins.
I am overwhelmed by the body of Christ. Your willingness to pray. To serve. To ask questions. To sit up and wait to see how our family is doing and pray. I cannot possibly articulate the thanks and gratitude I have in my heart for your prayers and words of comfort. Praise God for His people! I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
All I can say is "Thank you," and know that it goes deeper than words can express.
I ask for prayer again.
Please be in prayer for Dave, Darcy and their girls Marin, Somer, and Lilli. Their long journey is just beginning. As they return to their home and have to pick up the pieces, please pray.
Please pray as they lean on the God of comfort in the day to day life.
My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life...
-Psalm 119:50-
This new page has turned...a new journey begins...
God heals in the midst.
But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
--C.S. Lewis--
Edited to add: Darcy is expecting our newest little nephew or niece in June. -Praise Him who is worthy.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Today was a good day
This was written by my husband who had the amazing honor of speaking today at the service. Thank you so much for words of comfort, praise and prayer...
Today was a good day. I never thought that I would be asked by my sister to do her son's funeral, but I was. I never thought that I would see my sister lose a child, but I have. I never thought that I would carry my nephew to his grave, but I did. Today was a good day.
You might wonder how it could possibly be good? It was good because a marvelous God was glorified. My sister and her husband have been absolutely amazing throughout this tragedy. This is not a testament to them, but to the God they serve. Darcy asked me to speak from Psalm 46. "God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. . . . The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. . . . Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress."
That was going to be the passage that Major Hezekiah (which means "our God strengthens") was going to be used to dedicate him in the next week or so back in their church in Utah. When those things in our lives that we consider constants, or certainties, are taken away, it is as though the very "earth gives way and the mountains fall into the sea." Who would have ever expected the mountains to be thrown down? Who would've expected a 15 month old boy to be taken so unexpectedly and in such an unbelievable way? But my sister and her husband did not fear, but ran to their God, their refuge and strength. My brother-in-law stood up before his son's casket and testified of the Lord's goodness!
After Psalm 46, we turned to Job 1:20 and 2 Samuel 12:20, and witnessed one of the most amazing things. After Job and David lost their children, they mourned. But then they picked themselves up and worshiped the Lord.
Today was a good day because I witnessed two people whom I adore, worship the Lord in the midst of the greatest tragedy of their lives. They understand that "the Lord gives and the Lord takes away." They rose their hands in the most pure worship and sang, "Blessed be the name of the Lord."
Today was a good day because they truly dedicated their son to the Lord with open hands.
Today was a good day because a church full of people witnessed true Christianity.
Today was a good day because people saw the goodness of a great and awesome God.
Today was a good day because the King was praised.
Today was a good day.
Today was a good day. I never thought that I would be asked by my sister to do her son's funeral, but I was. I never thought that I would see my sister lose a child, but I have. I never thought that I would carry my nephew to his grave, but I did. Today was a good day.
You might wonder how it could possibly be good? It was good because a marvelous God was glorified. My sister and her husband have been absolutely amazing throughout this tragedy. This is not a testament to them, but to the God they serve. Darcy asked me to speak from Psalm 46. "God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. . . . The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. . . . Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress."
That was going to be the passage that Major Hezekiah (which means "our God strengthens") was going to be used to dedicate him in the next week or so back in their church in Utah. When those things in our lives that we consider constants, or certainties, are taken away, it is as though the very "earth gives way and the mountains fall into the sea." Who would have ever expected the mountains to be thrown down? Who would've expected a 15 month old boy to be taken so unexpectedly and in such an unbelievable way? But my sister and her husband did not fear, but ran to their God, their refuge and strength. My brother-in-law stood up before his son's casket and testified of the Lord's goodness!
After Psalm 46, we turned to Job 1:20 and 2 Samuel 12:20, and witnessed one of the most amazing things. After Job and David lost their children, they mourned. But then they picked themselves up and worshiped the Lord.
Today was a good day because I witnessed two people whom I adore, worship the Lord in the midst of the greatest tragedy of their lives. They understand that "the Lord gives and the Lord takes away." They rose their hands in the most pure worship and sang, "Blessed be the name of the Lord."
Today was a good day because they truly dedicated their son to the Lord with open hands.
Today was a good day because a church full of people witnessed true Christianity.
Today was a good day because people saw the goodness of a great and awesome God.
Today was a good day because the King was praised.
Today was a good day.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Thank you...
Thank you for your prayers and words of comfort at this time...
Major's going home service will be on Friday.
Be still, and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10
Major's going home service will be on Friday.
Be still, and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10
Monday, November 3, 2008
Major has been healed...
completely, perfectly and eternally...
MAJOR HEZEKIAH
(God is my strength)
That's about all I can say right now..
Thank you for your prayers and love...
PLEASE continue to lift up Dave and Darcy and their children as they travel this road. Please pray for them and the rest of the family as we are grieving deeply for our little guy...
Love and thanks,
Kathy and family
My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word -Psalm 119:28-
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"In Christ Alone"
In Christ alone my hope is found;
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my all in all—
Here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness,
In Christ alone my hope is found;
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my all in all—
Here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save.
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied;
For ev'ry sin on Him was laid—
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me;
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death—
This is the pow'r of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home—
Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.
The wrath of God was satisfied;
For ev'ry sin on Him was laid—
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me;
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death—
This is the pow'r of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home—
Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Peter and the Wolf
Last week-end, the crew attended (along with papa W) the Lincoln Symphony Orchestra's recital
Peter and the Wolf holds great memories for me; My father read the story to my brother and I faithfully throughout our childhood. My great grandparents were Germans from Russia, where the original story was set. As a cellist in high school, we annually played the musical score of Peter and the Wolf.
Although I was disenchanted that they modernized the story, the music was simply beautiful, and captivated two very active boys.
(Sol was hanging out with grandma W)
(Sol was hanging out with grandma W)
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. ~Victor Hugo~
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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