I was recently asked to share my stories of child loss with While We’re Waiting (WWW), a bereaved parents ministry instrumental in helping me heal following Bethany’s and Katie’s deaths. Agreeing to do the podcast and sharing it here are truly steps outside my comfort zone. Yet I’m ever mindful of the fact that there are so many hurting parents who have been unable to find “like others”. Child loss is often an isolating experience. We crave connection with others who understand our hearts and minds on an experiential level. So I’m sharing this in hopes that my story might enable another hurting parent find connection, hope and help in the midst of their personal child loss journey. Additionally, it crossed my mind that this blog has followers I’ve never met and I thought they might enjoy the opportunity to hear what my voice sounds like. Oh yeah, that is yet another step outside my comfort zone. Regardless. . .
This is the third of three audio-only conversations.
If my story isn’t relevant to your particular circumstance, or the circumstances of a friend or family member you care about, WWW probably has a podcast that is. If you need help finding one, please comment and I’ll do my best to help identify one.
Please share this post with anyone you know who has experienced the loss of a child.
Below is the poem mentioned in the broadcast:
He Maketh No Mistake
My Father’s way may twist and turn
My heart may throb and ache,
But in my soul I’m glad to know,
He maketh no mistake.
My cherished plans may go astray,
My hopes may fade away,
But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead,
For He doth know the way.
Tho’ night be dark and it may seem
That day will never break,
I’ll pin my faith, my all, in Him,
He maketh no mistake.
There’s so much now I cannot see,
My eyesight’s far too dim,
But come what may,
I’ll simply trust and leave it all to Him.
For by and by the mist will lift,
And plain it all He’ll make,
Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,
He made not one mistake.
- A.M. Overton, 1932
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