“Through it all, through it all, my eyes are on You.”
This line comes from one of my most-favorite-est songs, “It is Well,” (click the link to listen) by Kristene DeMarco. But, this line challenges me. Do I really live it?
When we miscarried our only pregnancy, my heart shattered. The dream of being a mom to that baby . . .
. . . of carrying our child to term, feeling the kicks,
. . . of one day meeting him or her . . .
. . . of becoming a mom . . .
It was gone. With the ceasing of a heartbeat.
My expectations of God—of Him bringing this dream to life—were also shattered.