I wish I could wave a magic wand and her pain and sorrow be gone.
So many “strikes” against her.
Her age. In her teens.
Her home. Living away from her family.
Her condition. Pregnant.
Her baby. A precious 24 weeks in the womb baby girl.
Their future together. 16 weeks (max) and then they will be separated.
Tears flow. Softening the heart of this young mom.
Tears flow. Softening the ground that will be dug this winter.
“Baby Girl” has only 1 shriveled, nonfunctioning kidney.
Mom and “Baby Girl” will be separated by death within minutes to just an hour or two after birth.
Life lessons were the textbook of the day with “T” today.
16 weeks to carry “Baby Girl” and live life with her.
16 weeks to celebrate each milestone on the baby in utero calendar.
16 pages more to create for “Baby Girl’s” baby book.
16 weeks to talk out loud to “Baby Girl” and to feel her respond with a kick.
16 weeks to prepare a 16 year old girl in giving birth and preparing a celebration of life service.
Lord, I know your ways are perfect. You knew the plans for these 2 lives even before they were born. I’m clinging to Your promises and I have a young girl clinging to me as I share the promises with her. Help me to show her how to cling to You through all this. Her clothes are drenched with tears today. So are mine as she cried on my chest. Lord, she gave me her tears, but I can’t do anything with them. Only you can. Be with her, Lord. Hold her close. Carry her as she carries the weight of life and death within her.
Shall I gather all your tears together in one place and make an ocean of them?
Shall I give a name to this great, sad body of salty waters?
We’ll call it simply yours, and it will remain as your ocean of tears.
If you gather these tears, keeping them to yourself, they become a bitter sea.
If you give them to Me, I’ll make them a heavenly blessing, a splash of lasting joy.
All earthly memorials cannot hold your ocean of tears.
Give your tears to Me.
They are precious to Me.
I will store them in a bottle marked with your name.
Yes My child. Give your tears to Me.
I love You.









