Little did I know that Michael had received a daily devotion from a friend that he receives every morning that had been tugging on his heart all day as well. When he returned home from work he shared the devotion with me. John 11.4. "This sickness will not end in death. No, it is for God's glory so that God's Son may be glorified through it." He didn't read anymore of the devotion. This one line spoke to him. We discussed everything and decided at about 11:00 pm that we would not terminate this life, but leave it in God's hands.
This is a journey that we will embark together. Wherever it leads, at least we know that we struggled greatly, prayed diligently and did not make this decision lightly, and we would travel this journey together.
Sept. 20-Although I had been feeling the baby move for two weeks now, Michael had not felt him at all. We were lying in bed after a night of great sleep, the first one in weeks, now that this burden of decision had been lifted. The baby started moving so much. I grabbed Michael's hand and placed it in the spot I had felt the baby move. It took a while, but I knew the second he felt him. He jumped and asked, "Is that him?" I almost started crying from the instant joy I felt knowing that Michael could finally feel our son. It felt like a reassurance that we had made the right decision.
We were thrilled to share with everyone the decision that we had made. I thought I could even go back to work for a while until the surgery is scheduled. Maybe life will be a little close to normal for a little while.
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