A dear friend of mine lost her baby due to a miscarriage about a month ago. These were some thoughts I wrote...
I wish, my friend, that it hadn't happened.
The stabbing pain of loss following
The tender flower of expectancy.
I wish, my friend, that it hadn't happened to you.
You, who always put others first, who
Spread gentle love wherever you go.
I wish, my friend, that loss were not such a solitary road,
Each step taken by you alone,
Every gasping tear, every sad realization.
I wish, my friend, that you would know His hand
Touching your bruised soul, lifting your dark burden,
Wiping your wet face, holding you close.
I wish, my friend, that you would know His peace.
Calm out of the storm, healing from the wunding,
Purpose in the chaos.
I pray, my friend, that you would know His strength.
Holding up your weary hands, repairing your frame,
Replacing these ashes with His beauty.