Last month marked four years since I experienced the worst heart-break I'd ever known. Our baby was going to be born with an imperfect, fragile heart. The wonderful life I was living and perfection that I worked so hard for, and carried so much pride in, was suddenly shattered forever. The future I had brilliantly planned was taking a new turn. Our daughter would have to endure multiple heart surgeries and suffer more than I had ever experienced.
The outcome, even with the best scenario (which I believe we've been blessed with) meant she could never be cured, her heart would never be fixed and our little girl would always have a major health issue to contend with. All of our futures are uncertain but the uncertainty of hers as well as the quality of it, would always weigh heavier on my mind. The scar on her chest would be a daily reminder of this. Her CHD would never go away.
So many questions swirled in my mind; how could this have happened, what did I do, where are you Lord, and why? During this time, if I'd been asked, "is it well within your soul?" I would have screamed and lashed back "NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Thankfully, I chose to blog on my "better days" and stayed away from the computer on the rough ones. Yes, as I've re-read old posts, I realize I probably sounded much stronger and more content with it than I really was. January 2nd-March 13th, 2008 were the darkest days I'd lived in my young 29 years. Acceptance of this was difficult to grasp.
Little did I know that when I felt alone and as if God had abandoned me, my family, and my sweet unborn baby girl, He was preparing me. I had to learn to give in. I had to learn patience. I was not going to get my way, I was not going to be in control, I needed to move over and let Him in. I learned to give in. I learned to seek Him, to pray, and to know Him more and now, four years later, I have a lasting relationship and reliance on God. I'm so very glad I was given this trial and thank Him for my time in the valley for I know it won't be my last trial. I may never have learned these valuable lessons without Maddie. I learned to finally trust God and how to give Him the glory in the good ones.
The most valuable thing I learned after bringing her home was when I realized, ultimately, Maddie's future was already written and the pressure was taken off with knowing this. Her care was very consuming and I put so much pressure on myself. When we handed her over for each surgery and procedure, I had to learn to let go and let God be in control. It's funny how when there is absolutely nothing you can do to change your circumstances...you find that handing it over is the only thing you can do. When I accepted that it was out of my control and put my trust and faith in Him, what a relief this was. Trusting in the Lord...what a blessing in my life. I can honestly say that, now, four years later, when things go wrong, and they do and will time and time again, because that is just life, my soul can still be well. He is always there.
"Chief of the Medical Staff" by artist Nathan Greene