Wednesday, February 6, 2013


"I love you and would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you only see one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you." --Footprints in the Sand

I've been thinking a lot about footprints lately. And the impressions they can make. Not just on the sand or onto a birth certificate, but in lives.

Over the past couple of weeks I have seen firsthand how even the tiniest of footprints and shortest of lives can rock so many people so hard. A few weeks ago a friend of ours gave birth to a baby and shortly thereafter, watched him return to the One who silently knit him in her womb.

"It was then that I carried you."

After attending the memorial service for heaven's newest angel, this poem has stuck with me. Sitting in the pew with family and friends mourning the loss of a life, I studied closely the program handed to me. It featured a set of his footprints. Tiny, tiny little footprints. Just a little bigger than the ones I've yet to feel rubbing across the inside of my belly.

I closed my eyes and I pictured him. Perfectly formed. Alive. I imagined this precious person spending his entire life in his parents' arms.

I refuse to say that was enough. There must be nothing worse in this world than a parent burying a child.

I am, however, thankful for the time they had. This particular service was not just about a death, but also a birth. A celebration of life. Before they all fell into the arms of the Lord, they rocked their miracle.

"It was then that I carried you."

I have seen my friends grieve, suffer, start to laugh again, and smile as they cling tight to the memories. I have seen giant steps made by tiny feet.

Life is not fair and to be frank, it sucks sometimes. But it is so unbelievably short. Our time here is precious. We really should take advantage of every opportunity, hug our babies at every turn, and shout our praises louder in the darkness than in the light.

"But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me..."

"It was then that I carried you."

(If you know this sweet family, please continue to pray for their peace and relief. If you do not know them, I do want to keep their identities anonymous; however, God can still hear your prayers. Thank you.)


Unknown said...

I will pray for them.

mamawest777 said...

Praying for all touched by this loss.

Panamamama said...

Prayers, I've lost several babies and know the pain. Hugs to your friend.

Grace Grits and Gardening said...

It does suck sometimes.

Unknown said...

Praying for peace, comfort and sweet memories.

Jessica Bauer said...

Thank you all so much. Your prayers and thoughts mean so much to both me and my friends. They absolutely need it.