I am reposting this for Mothers day. May it be the best yet even if you have “lost” a baby, though no baby is ever lost. They just get raised in heaven by the angels. Trust Jesus with your child and with your grief. I pray tremendous comfort and much love for you this Mothers day.
A few weeks before Mother’s day 2011, I experienced one of the most amazing and powerful dreams I have ever had. I experienced this after specifically praying for a dream from God. Since sharing it I have been so blessed by the response.
The dream:
My extended family and I sat around a campfire one night at a family reunion. We were all enjoying each others company and having a great time. Everyone, that is, except Jenny (not her real name). We could all tell that something was weighing her down but didn’t know exactly what it was. Finally, she opened up. We all listened as she poured out her grief and heartache about losing her baby in a miscarriage. I wanted to hear what she was saying so I moved to sit on a bench opposite her.
While she talked, trying to make sense of her experience, the most amazing thing happened. I actually began to “see” her baby. A hologram suddenly appeared right next to Jenny. It was her baby… in the womb.
I watched as within a matter of 10 or 12 seconds a baby girl, starting out so small, grew and developed, struggled for life, and then, with a sigh, gave up her spirit back to God.
As this scene unfolded before my eyes this little girl “spoke” to me, expressing her thoughts to me from heaven. In those moments, she told me that she wanted her mom to know that she was all right. She wanted her mom to know how special it was to hear her sing and how she missed that. She really wanted to hear her sing again. She desperately wanted her mom to experience joy again.
And then, just as quickly as the vision appeared, this precious little girl’s body shriveled and collapsed in a heap of bones and the vision disappeared. (At first I really didn’t want to include that last part about the bones but I felt it was significant. I understood this to mean that since she had a body, she also will participate in the resurrection. I’m not sure why, but that means something.)
I don’t know why I was shown all this. But I believe I was shown this for a reason. I sensed that it was important to share this with all mothers who have lost a child.If you are a hurting mother reading this right now I pray that you would sense God comforting your heart. Your baby is alive and well with God. Right now God is loving your child and your child is loving him. Both of them want you to know joy again.
Here is a poem I wrote for you entitled “For the Grieving Mother”. I pray that it blesses you and brings you peace, healing and comfort.
“For the Grieving Mother”
What use are words in times of such grief?
What can I say to bring you some relief?
Your little girl, the hope, the promise, gone away
A little life returns to God, O what can I say?
What can I say?There are no words for this pain you carry now,
Instead of joy you just simply wonder how,
How you’ll make it one more day,
And you are slowly losing faith,
That you will ever be all right again,
But I can hear her say…“I want you to know that I am more than just okay
Please let the songs of heaven, fill your heart today
God wasn’t cruel to take me home, I am happy in his arms
And one day soon we’ll meet again and never be apart
So sing, sing a song for me,
A song of hope, a song of joy for me,
Oh sing! Sing a song for me,
A song of hope, a song of joy for me!”Knowing what I know about the One who made your child
He’d want for you to know how she has a lovely smile
He loves to watch her laugh and play,
To sing and dance and to hear her say,
“I love you Papa God, You’re my best friend!”
And I can hear her say…‘I want you to know that I am more than just okay
Please let the songs of heaven, fill your heart today
God wasn’t cruel to take me home, I am happy in his arms
And one day soon we’ll meet again and never be apart
So sing, sing a song for me,
A song of hope, a song of joy for me,
Yes sing! Sing a song for me,
A song of hope, a song of joy for me!”Written by Daniel & Catherine Lovett
A few weeks before Mother’s day 2011, I experienced one of the most amazing and powerful dreams I have ever had. I experienced this after specifically praying for a dream from God. Since sharing it I have been so blessed by the response.
The dream:
My extended family and I sat around a campfire one night at a family reunion. We were all enjoying each others company and having a great time. Everyone, that is, except Jenny (not her real name). We could all tell that something was weighing her down but didn’t know exactly what it was. Finally, she opened up. We all listened as she poured out her grief and heartache about losing her baby in a miscarriage. I wanted to hear what she was saying so I moved to sit on a bench opposite her.
While she talked, trying to make sense of her experience, the most amazing thing happened. I…
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