Keeper of Her Home: 01.2009

It's been almost 8 years now since we lost our first baby to a miscarriage. I was about 3 months pregnant when we were given the news that our baby had died in the womb. I don't know how to describe the feelings I had. I was in tears, heart broken. But at the same time I had a sense of peace that surrounded me. As if I could feel God holding me as a Father would hold their daughter, telling me that it'll be alright. Tears streamed down my face as I quoted the only verse that I could remember, Phil 4:8-9 "Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you."

Why that verse? Because He knew what I needed to hear. The God of peace, my God, is with me. I wish I could tell you that the next few weeks were easy but I'd be lying. After a series of appointments and doctor's visits we opted to have the baby surgically removed. The healing process began. Not just physically but emotionally. My heart was broken. Only God, who knitted my heart together, could heal my broken heart. A month after, we found out I was pregnant with our Young Padawan. Praise the Lord! Although when he was 7 months old, we underwent the same trial again. Praise God he wrapped us with His incredible peace once more.

Why am I sharing this with you? Why now? Well...I just saw the most incredible video. If you haven’t visited Bring the Rain, this is the time to go and visit her blog. This sister (even though I’ve never met her) has an amazing testimony of faith and hope. Her and her husband recently buried their youngest daughter who was only 2 hours old. They knew that baby Audrey Caroline would not live to see a full day. She recently posted a video for everyone to witness and see their baby (click here to go straight to the post). I wanted to share it with you because you see the hope that she has in God. You see the peace that God bestowed on them! Even though they knew she was going to pass away, they had hope! They had hope because of Christ! It’s amazing!

May you be encouraged as I was.

I love musicals! They can be on stage or on the big screen. No matter how I view them, I'm always captivated by the music. I wish I can see more musicals on stage but tickets are so pricey! The last one my beloved and I experienced was Phantom of the Opera but that was years ago. We had an oportunity to experience it again but I turned it down. Now I wish I didn't. To be in that theatre! To feel the thunder of the orchestra in your heart! To watch and listen to the actors sing puts you right there in the middle of the story....WOW! I get shivers up my spine just thinking about it.

When our family goes on long trips one of our favorite things to do is pop in a soundtrack from one of our favorite musicals and sing along. ALB's favorite, Phantom of the Opera. Mine, well, I'm torn between Miss Saigon (even though I've never seen it), Les Miserables and (yes, I know this one isn't theatre but I still like it) Moulin Rouge. Can you tell I have a thing for tragic love stories?

If you haven't heard of any of these musicals, I've posted some here. If you're interested just click "Play" on the musical you want to listen to. Don't forget to pause the music way down below. Enjoy!