Heaven Touching Earth-- No Small Loss
I cant help but feel like we are going to be a part of Heaven Touching Earth tonight.
Our No Small Loss event, held at the Tuscarawas Shelter of Firestone Metro Park from 6:30-8:00PM is a self led time of reflection, candle lighting, reflecting and remembering the little lives that have been lost through miscarriage, still birth, infant loss, and abortion for Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Day.
We, at The Mother's Nest have called this initiative no small loss, becuase we believe just that… there is NO small loss. That the grief of an unborn child, a child taken at all, is one that shouldn’t be swept under the rug, it shouldn’t be forgotten, it shouldn’t be silenced. It should be remembered, honored, and cherished.
Tonight we will see over a hundred families come together in one thread that they hold in common. Grief, suffering, pain, loss unimaginable, and pain that can only be described as someone’s worst nightmare.
But at the same time, we will also see over a hundred families take steps towards healing that maybe they never had, Rejoice in their suffering in ways only one who knows true brokenness could , and embrace the realness & reality that their loss has brought to their lives.
we will see people stronger than we could only ever imagine to be, and strength beyond what they could have even imagined was possible.
In our society we say that strength, lies within being balanced, controlled, in charge, having power over our emotions.
We say the opposite.
Actually, God says the opposite.
"Romans 8: 26 In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. 27 And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God."
Holiness comes when we rely on Christ.
If I had a nickel for every time I heard the saying “God only gives us what we can handle”... well, lets just say, I wouldn’t be asking for nickels anymore.
Saying that to a grieving person… is pretty much like spitting in their face.
Grief IS too much for us to handle.
Grief IS too hard for us to take on.
LOSS of an infant, a child, no matter the way, the process, the age… it absolutely 100% unbearable, unimaginable, and unfathomably “not something that one can handle.”
So this is where we step in.
As a voice that says something different.
That you were never meant to carry that grief on your own.
That sometimes, many things do NOT make sense until retrospect, and just being blatantly honest, that retrospect perspective may or may not happen for many on this side of heaven.
Nothing has grieved my heart more than to see grieving people, suffering people, told that they should have it all together. That they should be strong. That they should be fighting. Or reliable for their other children.
Becuase I completely disagree.
I say cry.
I say mourn and wail.
I say ask hard questions.
I say question God and his motives (I promise he can handle it)
I say walk through the healing process.
I say share your story.
I say acknowledge your loss, even if it makes others uncomfortable.
Because you weren’t meant to carry this burden on your own, and yes it IS too much for you to handle. You need community, you need healing, but most of all, you need Jesus.
There is nothing I find comfort in more, when I am overwhelmed by the little lives lost from this side of heaven.. that when they awoke, they awoke in the arms of Jesus. With his soft eyes (I imagine), his never ending comfort, his undening peace… and so much love that we cannot even imagine.
Nothing comforts me more than to know that in Revelation, we are promised that those who do believe and give their lives to Jesus, will be comforted in Heaven. Jesus will wipe our tears. He will cry with us. We will finally understand. The purpose, the meaning, the perspective.. that we have so many days longed for.
‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
And tonight, we get to be a part of heaven touching earth.
we get to see healing.
we get to see grace.
we get to see raw pain.
But we get to see the way that things can come together again,
the way that people can walk forward in healing & wholeness.
And no, that little piece of “them” will never be back… but in that hole, in that space missing, there will be a constant reminder of something, somewhere that is greater. That there is a little life waiting for us on the other side, on the blink of what life is. That through our grief and suffering, Jesus is waiting to wipe our tears. That through our “what ifs” and “why me's” God has been answering us this whole time.
With silence at times, hugs through others, and events like no small loss.
We have no idea why God allowed you specifically to suffer in the ways that he has.
All I can say is that we know for a fact that nothing goes without purpose to him.
Nothing is beyond his reach.
Nothing is beyond his comfort and his healing.
And no, healing will never look easy.
It will always require work, time, effort, pain.
But in the end...
We are stronger than we were before.
Not because we can hold it together,
But because we know, that we are completely broken apart.
A part of heaven touching earth.
In our weakness, we are found.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted."