The word of God tells us to “Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.” This scripture has been so clearly walked out in my life over the last several days.
Just a few days ago, this sweet friend of mine and her family came to our home to deliver lunch after we learned about the death of our baby. They grieved the loss with us, loved on us, cared for us, and allowed us to vent our hearts.
Yesterday, as my body started the process of miscarrying, I received a call from her saying her body had started he process of labor. What a powerful display of contrast. Though I was in pain because of my own circumstances, I was immediately overjoyed and excited for what was to come! I rejoiced with her over the phone, encouraged her, and even asked for regular updates! She too was excited, nervous, yet still caring and concerned for my heart. Throughout the rest of the day and night we continued to keep each other updated on our current status. I was laboring to pass the physical body of our baby as she was laboring to bring the physical life of her’s into this world.
I got a text around 6am this morning, “about to push!” Oh what joy this brought me! What an exciting and nerve wracking time for a mother—knowing you’re just seconds away from meeting the child you’ve wondered and prayed so intently about. Just a handful of hours earlier, I had passed the body of our baby and the waves of contrast were beautifully radiating in my heart.
The book of Job says, “The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
In other words, God is to be praised in our gains and in our losses. The obedience to Scripture doesn’t change simply because our circumstances have. This fallen world allowed my baby to pass away, but the grace of God allowed another to pass into life. God is good, even when it doesn’t make sense to our flesh.
Welcome to the world Willow Rose 🌹
In the Instagram post below, Dale Partridge, Veronica’s husband, also shared their heartbreaking news:
Today we hoped to share the news of our new baby. Instead, we are sharing our loss. Yesterday, we learned that our baby doesn’t have a heartbeat. Veronica would be 11 weeks this Sunday. For those that don’t know, this is our second miscarriage and the more children we have the harder they hit my soul. It is a sobering reminder that God truly is the Author of life. It makes me think of the book of Job. A godly man who loses his entire family, his business, and all of his possessions and still he utters these words, “The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” They are hard words to swallow in times like these but Veronica and I know that God has a plan for our family and it’s better than ours. We also know that God works together all things for good for those who love Him. And we love God. So we trust in that promise. We also know that Satan is working against us always—a lion hoping to strain our loyalty to Christ. So, our prayer request is for protection and provision. But in addition, for a natural and safe passing of our baby. As many of you know, this is a painful process for a woman (physically and emotionally) and I am attempting to walk gently with her through this time. Thank you for your support of our journey. -Dale and Veronica.