Prayers for my Hubby

I know I write a lot on this blog about how hard my life is and I do still need prayers....so many still. The pain of losing Nicoda is still so fresh and I feel daily reminded of how old he should be (almost 4 mo)...or remembering how different it was one year ago when I was still pregnant and hopeful.

But the biggest strain right now is being separated from Khalid. It is a huge strain on him as well and he needs a lot of prayers right now. For months he has been my rock and kept me going -- and now he is hurting so much and I can't help him. Talking on the phone isn't what he needs right now and that is all I have. He aches for all the things that are missing in his life and wants closure of this visa process. Please pray for his faith to grow, for peace and strength, and for our marriage come through this storm stronger. Thank you!

Streams in the Desert

This is a poem that I have been reading over and over and over again. It is soothing to me and helps to remember that even when I don't feel it or want to believe it -- God's Word and promises are still true.

My words...will come true at their proper time. (Luke 1:20)

What the Lord has said...will be accomplished! (Luke 1:45)

The Lord is sure to accomplish those things
A loving heart has waited to see;
Those words will be fulfilled to which she clings,
because her God has promised faithfully;
And, knowing Him, she never can doubt His Word;
He speaks and it is done. The Mighty Lord!

The Lord is sure to accomplish those things,
O burdened heart, rest in His care;
In quients beneath His shadowing wings
Await the anser to your longings and prayer.
When you have "cast your cares" the heart sings,
The Lord is sure to accomplish those things.

The Lord is sure to accomplish those things,
O tired heart, believe, wait, pray.
Though cloud and rain and storm have filled the day.
Faith pierces through the mist of doubt that bars
the coming night and finds the stars.

The Lords is sure to accomplish those things,
O trusting heart, the Lord to you has told;
Let faith and hope arise and lift their wings;
to soar toward that sunrise clouds of gold;
the doorways of the rosy dawn swing wide,
Revealing joys the darkness of night did hide.

-Bessie Porter

Just Be There

You don't know how I feel; please don't tell me that you do. There's just one way to know--have you lost a child too?" You'll have another child"--must I hear this every day? Can I get another mother, too, if mine should pass away?

Don't say it was "God's will"--that's not the God I know. Would God, on purpose, break my heart, then watch as my tears flow?" You have an angel in heaven--a precious child above. "But tell me, to whom here on earth shall I give all this love?

"Aren't you better yet?" Is that what I heard you say? No! A part of my heart aches and I'll always feel some pain. You think that silence is kind, but it hurts me even more. I want to talk about my child who has gone through death's door.

Don't say these things to me, although you do mean well. They do not take my pain away; I must go through this hell. I will get better, slow but sure--and it helps to have you near. And a simple "I'm sorry you lost your child" is all I need to hear.

~ Gail Fasolo ~

Nicoda Shaw Hamidi