We’ve had three small white caskets in our family. And so, when I read this, I couldn’t help but think that I needed to share this with all of you. Yes, you might find tears rolling down your face. But you might also find a smile in your heart and hope in your soul. Thanks, Margaret, for sharing these beautiful images.
You are welcome, Sarah, though the true thanks go to my courageous niece.
The photos are beautiful, aren’t they? What a witness to the wonder & mystery of the womb…and to the faith that we must have in order to hold firm when it’s the hardest.
Blessings to you & yours,
Margaret
Sarah, I am so sorry for your loss. I am sitting here crying right now. Your courage and strength amazes me and you are such an incredible and poignant writer. Those pictures were wonderful and inspirational. Hugs to you!!!!!
moved beyond words…..
God giveth and God taketh away…why?
Ebeth
Aldara, this was not my loss; this was Margaret’s niece. The small white caskets in our family were not my babies though they will always be dear to my heart and close to me, because they truly changed my life. Ebeth, maybe what God gives isn’t ours in the first place, but maybe what seems cruel on the one hand is changing a heart and making the world better on the other. If you read my link about Logan, you will know that my life is infinitely better because he was in it, and I don’t know how pro-life I would be, had it not been for that small white casket and the strength of the family I married into. I don’t know if a heart as hard as mine can be convinced by anything other than a baseball bat. God can make good out of whatever we give him, if only we will give it to him.
I am glad there are people taking photographs like these, because I know that I wish I could include my three nephews in my photos, but I don’t have any (and don’t know exactly the wording to ask…but suspect maybe there aren’t any).