Stephen has been in private pediatric practice here on the island now for coming up to sixteen years this summer. For a few of those years he didn't have a partner to share call with, which was hard, but especially hard during the holidays. Over the years we've noticed something.
It doesn't matter who's on call, tragedy always strikes at Christmas.
What's up with that?
He has seen countless families go through devastating circumstances this time of year.
This year we've been sucker-punched. Friends of ours from church have lost their little girl, still born on Tuesday morning.
How do you deal with this kind of pain? This kind of indescribable agony?
I'm struggling for answers where there are none.
I'm wishing for words that won't come.
I'm longing to make it right, but I can't.
It doesn't seem possible right now, but I know He can.
I have to believe it. For in Him lies our hope.
I know that what we have been going through is miniscule compared to the pain of those empty arms, the feelings they are experiencing...and I don't know how to help.
I know how to pray, but even my prayers feel like whispered words that disappear too quickly on the wind.
Oh, God, we need Your grace right now.
Your Love and Your Hope for tomorrow.
If you can take a moment to pray for us, this couple and our church family, I know we need it.