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Friday, January 2, 2009

Isaiah Matthew

My beloved Isaiah was born into the arms of Jesus on November 18, 2008. At 31 weeks I went into my regular scheduled doctors appointment to find out there was no heartbeat. My first words were.... "how could this happen...., no signs of anything...." I was in complete and utter shock. A grave sadness filled me from my toes to my eyes, tears streamed down my face like I was in a severe rainstorm. My hole body shook.... I had lost my third baby boy. There really are no words to describe the sadness I felt, I was not angry, just so so sad. Instantly I thought, how am I going to explain this to my very smart 3 year old Rocco. He was anticipating this baby month by month. The only thing I wanted to do was get on my knees and pray, pray, pray..... I needed a strength that I knew was only God given. Trying to understand this tramatic event was beyond my comprehension. He was the only one that truely understood what was going on. I had an overwheelming need for peace, and Jesus was my only answer. My sweet Isaiah was born on a cold snowy Tuesday evening. I had always told Rocco that his brother would soon arrive when the snow started falling. Tuesday November 18, it did indeed snow.... the first snow of the year, and his brother Isaiah was born. God is good and takes care of us when we are least expecting it. It gives me such peace to know that Isaiah is resting safe with Jesus. As Christian parents, our whole goal and prayer in life is to see our children give their hearts to Christ, my Isaiah has already fulfilled his destiny and is resting in the arms of our Savior, such a beautiful thought! God has given Micah and I such strength in such a difficult time. He has drawn us closer to him, and is teaching us daily of his unending faithfulness. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think of my precious baby boy, a piece of my family will be missing forever on this earth. My heart aches for my baby, and the tears that I cry are of sadness, but my baby fulfilled his mission in his very short life. I pray that Isaiah's story will be shared with many, and that his little life will bring many more people to their knees.

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you. Before you were born, I set you apart." Jeremiah 1:5