Monday, March 2, 2009

Better? Part 2

I said at the end of my last post that I no longer was angry with God over the m/c, but I should probably mention I still did have some anger at IF. The anger wasn't really towards God or anyone else, just anger at the situation. I have never really grieved IF itself until now and anger is part of every grief process. I also found myself getting easily annoyed and irritated with people. This may have been somewhat caused by my hormones going a little crazy, but whatever the cause, the irritability along with just general anger over IF was causing me to have to fight the urge to yell at random people in the commissary (military grocery store for my civilian readers), at the movie theater, and basically any place else I went. At this point I felt like God was telling me to step back from things, that I needed time alone with Him to heal. Initially, I had tried to jump right back in to my ladies Bible study and had tried to venture out with friends. I knew church itself would be too painful so I hadn't even tried to go back to church at this point, but I was also feeling really guilty about that decision. About this time I came across this post on Beth's blog and the Lord really spoke to me through it. She said,

“Right now God has me tightly in the palm of his hand protecting me and loving me, and asking everyone else, except for the people HE has chosen, to please leave the room so that he can bring the young girl who is “asleep” back to life. I am the young girl asleep right now, and in due time, I will rise with a new and vibrant life, and what a story we will have!”


She wrote this based on the following passage from Luke.

Luke51
When he arrived at the house of Jairus, he did not let anyone go in with him except Peter, John and James, and the child's father and mother. 52Meanwhile, all the people were wailing and mourning for her. "Stop wailing," Jesus said. "She is not dead but asleep."53They laughed at him, knowing that she was dead. 54But he took her by the hand and said, "My child, get up!" 55Her spirit returned, and at once she stood up... "

I believe these words were meant for me. It also confirmed something else the Lord had previously revealed to me. I have been reading from "My Utmost for His Highest" since the end of last year each morning. On the morning of January 13th (which was when we found out Johannah had no heartbeat) before I went in for my doctor's appointment I remember thinking this exact thought before I read that morning's devotion, "I wonder if God has a special word for me today." And this is what I read,

"Have You Ever Been Alone with God?

His solitude with us. When God gets us alone through suffering, heartbreak, temptation, disappointment, sickness, or by thwarted desires, a broken friendship, or a new friendship - when He gets us absolutely alone, and we are totally speechless, unable to ask even one question, then He begins to teach us."

Whoa, that didn't sound like anything I wanted to hear right before my first OB appointment. And so at the time I brushed it off thinking surely God must mean this for some other time or better yet for some time in the past. But it was meant for this time and He told me to go back and read it again. I did not go back to church, I stopped attending my ladies Bible study, and I stepped back from social outings. I should mention that I did not completely shut myself off from everyone, I still attended my small group Bible study, I still met with each week with my grief counselor, and I still kept in contact with people through blogs and emails. But I began to spend more time with the Lord studying the Bible, praying, and listening to worship music. As I was obedient to the Lord, He began to reveal things to me. The thing about grief is that it doesn't go away, it will wait for you. When you experience a new loss, any unresolved grief from previous losses will pop right back up, "Hey, remember me? Yup, I'm still here." The Lord showed that there were other issues that still had to be dealt with. He has been taking me through a healing process by working me through the first of these issues. He has shown me that I need to surrender it all to Him, every bit of hurt and pain and allow Him to use it however He chooses. I can't hold on to it anymore. This process has only just begun, but already God has brought about tremendous healing and truly set me free from some things. I don't know if this would have happened if we had not lost Johannah, so as much as I wish we had not lost her, I am thankful for how God has used it for good.

I would not say I am fully healed, but there were a couple of things that God really used to bring about a great deal of healing. One of these is meeting with a grief counselor from my church on a weekly basis. I think I will write a separate post on this because I have much more to say about this. The other thing that helped me a great deal was to hold a service for Johannah. I know this might seem like a weird thing to do to some people, but it was so healing for me. I may write about this in more detail later. The morning of her service I was able to write her a letter to say good-bye for now. Having the service and writing the letter really unlocked the tears that were needing to come out. The day after the service is when we went to the beach and wrote her name in the sand (see picture below). After this I was able to have some good cries and I definitely felt such tremendous sadness over our loss. When John left for Peru on the 13th my plan was to take time alone to grieve some more. I spent the first 3-4 days after he left alone to allow myself time to grieve, but I was surprised that I didn't need to cry more than I did. I wouldn't say I am all cried out, I still miss her all the time and I know there will be hard times ahead, especially around her due date. But I think I have reached the point of acceptance of our loss. I was able to go back to church the past 2 Sundays and I started to go back to my ladies Bible study (not sure about this one yet). So this pretty much sums up things up until this point.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I had IF issuses and never thought I would become pregnant. It took three years and a lot tears to become pregnant. I found out that I was pregnant with twins and my pregnancy was high risk due to the type of twins that they were. I lost them at 23 weeks into the pregnancy after they tied a knot in their shared umbilical cord. I was so devasted over the loss of my two little boys that I literally could not talk for a few days. I didn't understand how the world could keep going on when I had just lost some of the precious people in the world to me. I am a believer and really didn't understand how I was going to keep living. I just wanted to die and go to heaven and live there with my babies. That was 12 years ago and I now have 5 living children on earth and 4 that live with Jesus. I know that there were more people affected by the death of our sons than just me and my husband. My parents, my in-laws, relatives and friends were hurt by the loss as well. I still grieve over the loss of my boys to this day and there will always be the what ifs and the feeling like people are missing and no one can take their places in our lives. God had a purpose for their lives just as He had a purpose for Johanna's life. Someday when we get to heaven maybe we will be able to see the big picture and know what that purpose was. For now, know that people are praying for you and thinking of you and knowing the hurt that you have gone through and that you are not alone. Jesus is with you even when you are angry with Him and he will be with you always as He has promised to never leave you or forsake you.

With respect and as a fellow traveler on the journey of grief and loss,

Karen Fay

Monika said...

I have no advice or words of wisdom... but I just wanted to check in so that you'd know I've been thinking about you and praying for you. I know I say that like, every time I comment, but it's true and I want you to know it! (((hugs)))

Stacey said...

Just want to say (again) that you're in my thoughts and prayers. I'm so glad that Beth's blog has ministered to you. She is a fantastic friend and supporter and is very dear to me.

May God bless you, Becky, as you continue to heal.

Tanner's said...

Becky-
I am so sorry it has been so long since I have written you. I am praying for you and know God does have you in the palm of your hand, allowing you to heal! He is your protector and I know He will release you when HE is ready, not when everyone else is ready. I am here however you need me-

I Believe in Miracles said...

Just wanted to let you know I'm still praying for you.

~~HUGS~~