1-1-1986. 4-21-1999. 4-21-2021.
1-1-1986 was the day I lost my first son Peter. The pain was beyond belief. 78% of all marriages end in divorce after the lose of a child in less then 2 years. I was no exception,.
I didn't pray for another boy, I did not pray for another son, just a child I could again hold in my arms. I did not pray, I begged. Often while sobbing, I begged. And begged. And begged.
It took 13 years, 3 months, and 3 weeks but, my prayers/begging were answered. I had another boy!!
17 years later, my emotions all screwed up by my stroke, I got away from the other people in the stands because I didn't want the other parents to see me sobbing as I watched my son play in the North/South All Star football game.
Today, Uri is 22. Oh dear God thank you Lord!!!
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@dreher Isn't God good to us!
My son was born two months preemie back in the 80s, so small I could hold him in the palm of my hand. His lungs were bad, he had a hole in his heart, it seemed like everything that could be wrong was wrong. We spent months in the neonatal intensive care unit, and could finally bring him home when he reached 5 lbs. It was touch and go for months and months, but we kept praying and he kept gaining strength.
Now he's 6'3" and 270lbs, he's an Eagle Scout and he's a fire fighter in Kotzebue Alaska, carrying 100 lb. frozen fire hoses and going up ladders into burning buildings, saving lives, and making friends with the invisible, unseen grubby kids that the parents toss outside because they're a nuisance. He has a special place in his heart for those kids.
Sometimes it seems like we pray and God ignores us. What he's really saying is "Just cool your jets and be patient. I'm putting together something so amazing you can't wrap your head around it. Just trust me." And before you know it, there's your son playing in the North/South All Star football game.
"Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all we can ask or think of, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen." -Eph 3:20
I can not imagen loosing a child . my heart goes out to you but as you thank full you have a son who has made you proud
same nanuq907 the hardships and ups and downs had to be a terrible experience and also glad he turned out to be a great fellow .
my parents lost there first son not quit a month old , he died in bed with them . the day before they had him at a hospital as he was sick and they ( hospital ) sent him back home with them .
I will always wonder about that day and can only guess as to why they did not keep him at the hospital . maybe lack of money to pay the bills or they ( doctors ) did not realize he was that sick . I never ask or talked about it when I got old enough to understand . he was born April 1st 1956 and I may be off a day or so but I think it was the 26th . he died . when they got him back from the funeral home they took him to Tennessee to bury him ,, they transported his body in the back seat of there car he was in a tiny coffin that had to leave a terrible memory
just over one year later march 1957 I was born my mom and dad said God have given them back there son . I about died in a car accident at 18 months old . needless to say my mom kept a tight rein on me and later my brother and sisters I know now in fear she may loose us as a kid I did not know why she was so protective
funny I could not tell you my sisters birth days my brother just because it was Dec 6th and its a date no one can forget
however my older brother who died as a baby my mom every April 1st would recall Jr.'s birth day and it stuck with her all her life and me .