1 month...

One month ago today, I gave birth to a silent baby boy.  It seems like only a few days ago that I held him and kissed his little cheeks.  I still keep his pictures beside my bed and look at him several times throughout the day and night. I have a lock of his jet black hair. It feels like silk.  I wonder what he’s doing in heaven.  Who cares for and nurtures all of the babies?

I was more tearful today than normal as I thought about having a one month old in our home and how different our lives would be.  I grabbed the prayer shawl that Mikaela’s mother brought back from Israel in November. I wrapped myself in the shawl and tried to quiet my soul and feel the peace of God. I picked up the Bible and began to read about Job and his strength during the seemingly worse times of his life. I am going to make an earnest attempt to honor God as much as Job did. 

Happy 1 month birthday Israel Grayson.  You are never far from my thoughts and you are always close to my heart!