And can it be
That in a world so full and busy,
the loss of one creature
makes a void in any heart,
so wide and deep that nothing
but the width and depth of eternity
can fill it up.
I should be rushing around making last minute preparations for your arrival. You most likely would of joined our family this week. I am heartbroken that I will never hold you again. I do not wish I was holding a newborn right now, I wish I was cuddling you! I am so sorry I could not protect you. I Love you sweet little boy, with all of my heart.
I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy. I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble. When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. Psalm 142 1-3
The Lord is good,
a refuge in times of trouble.
He cares for those who trust in him,