My friend Kristin deserves a baby more than just about anyone I know.
Her story resembles mine: HELLP syndrome, which for her resulted in a micro-preemie at 28 weeks, multiple miscarriages, and infertility.
And now today they found out their beautiful daughter, their longed-for and hoped-for rainbow baby has died at 24 weeks.
I cannot wrap my brain right now around the unfairness of it all. I’m crying, but I know that my hurting for them isn’t even a drop in the bucket to the sorrow and devastation they feel.
Why? Why, God? You are good … But why?
Kristin will have to deliver their daughter, and I ask that you would take a moment and surround this family with your prayers.
And pray for those around her … That her friends and family will know how to show the love and compassion and support they need.
I wish I could say something Christiany… But I’m honestly so angry that death has won this timr here on earth. I am angry my friend has to say good-bye before hello. I am not understanding why.
And you know what? I think God is just as angry at death, and sin, and Satan for robbing this baby of her life here on Earth. Even as He has prepared heaven for her, I have to believe that he too is mourning right now as well.