Four years ago, Amber and I started a study together. Every Friday, we would get together and discuss God’s Word and His design for wives. Our many small children would swarm around us as we opened our Bibles and sipped our chai lattes.
As we challenged each other, and kept each other accountable…as we shared our hearts and did life together…we forged a deep friendship. Of all the people in the world, Amber is one I know I can confide in, count on, and confront if needed (and I know she’ll do the same for me).
Through the highs and lows of life we have walked these four years.
It was a simple question I asked her not too long ago: “What was the date when Carter came home?”
They’re in the process of adopting a little boy, and I wondered about the official date of his placement in their home.
And that is where I want you to join this story of God’s redeeming love.
Let’s back up to three and a half years ago. Amber found out she was pregnant with their third child. Of course I was thrilled for her! She had two boys…would this one be a girl or a boy? The joyous anticipation began.
But she didn’t ever find out baby’s gender, as she lost him or her to miscarriage on October 6, 2011.
It was a sorrowful day.
The months to follow were hard. She longed for another baby, and yet her womb was empty.
She knew she should take down the crib and move her 2nd son into a “big boy” bed…but she couldn’t bear to see the nursery empty. Every time she walked by, she was reminded that there was supposed to be a new child bringing life and joy to that room. It was a season of weeping.
Did God forget her?
“I say to God my rock,
‘Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning…'”
I have a vivid memory of hugging her, crying, and reminding her, “God has NOT forgotten you. He hears your cries. He knows your heart.”
Sometimes when we can’t stand on our own, we need our brothers and sisters in Christ to hold us up and remind us of the truth.
Well, much to everyone’s delight, after months of prayer, God granted her wish for another baby, and a beautiful baby boy was born in May 2013.
That same fall, God planted in her heart the desire to adopt a blue-eyed, blond-haired baby boy.
The process was long. Lots of paperwork, training, home visits. They thought he would come home months before he actually did. They didn’t expect delays.
But it was God’s perfect timing. Because when I asked Amber that question…”What day was Carter placed with you?”…she had to go back and check. And she re-checked, just to be sure.
In those details she saw that God is truly the God of love. He cares so deeply for her, he wants to so completely heal her heart, and he redeems.
Carter was brought home on October 6, 2014, exactly 3 years after her miscarriage.
God redeemed that day and gave my dear friend a reason to rejoice on a day that used to hold only sorrow.
What can we do but praise Him?
(Epilogue: I am eagerly awaiting the impending arrival of Amber’s baby #5…hoping that her four boys will gain a sister, but not going to be surprised if another little guy joins the crowd. If you’re wondering, she’s about to have 5 kids ages 5 and under!)