Kiwi in arms of God

Josephine miscarried. Don't know how else to say it. Last Wednesday we had found a used cradle for her in Ohio. The woman had used it for #7 of 7 children. (and she was just turning 27). Jo and I had been texting about the cradle. She was anxious to see pics but I had to wait until Friday morning to email them.

Friday morning I emailed the pics. After clicking "send" I began texting Josephine to check her email. No response. Richard was leaving that morning for 3 weeks with Army National Guard. I assumed she'd said her good-byes and I love yous then gone back to bed. She didn't. After Richard left, she began bleeding. She called her dr who instructed her to go to the hosp. In the meantime, she called her friend Cati to meet her at the hosp. An ultrasound was done. No Kiwi. Fow whatever reason, God had taken Kiwi with Him to Heaven.

Jo is surviving. People ask about Richard going home to be with her. Excuse me, he's in the military. The mission ALWAYS comes first. Richard knows that. Jo knows that and from experience, Bill and I know that.

I can think of a multitude of reasons God took Kiwi but I won't try to analyze or figure out God's intentions. I know He has a plan for Jo, Richard and even precious Kiwi. I'm trying to rest in the fact that He wants nothing less than the best for Josephine and Richard. He will make no compromises when it comes to His love for his children. Nothing less than the best.

As for the cradle. I'm not sure if Jo even looked at the pics. Bill's sister suggested Josephine & Richard could refinish it together as a form of therapy.

I do know right now God is trying to cradle my dear daughter and son-in-law in His arms. He wants to gently rock them, love and comfort them. The prayer of my heart is that they are open to Him and His healing. I'm going to miss Little Kiwi but someday, we'll play peek-a boo and read together. That day will come.

In the meantime, my God reigns.