Carry His Praises

There were photographs I wanted to take
Things I wanted to show you
Sing sweet lullabies, wipe your teary eyes
Who could love you like this?

People say that I am brave but I'm not
Truth is I'm barely hanging on
But there's a greater story
Written long before me
Because He loves you like this

So I will carry you
While your heart beats here
Long beyond the empty cradle
Through the coming years
I will carry you
All my life
And I will praise the One Who's chosen me
To carry you

He chose me to carry you and I did. For almost 8 weeks I carried my baby. I heard your heart beat. I watched the flutter moving on the screen. So tiny, still forming, only budding in shape but never fully forming who you were meant to become. You never got to breathe life on earth but the love we grew for you was insurmountable in such a short amount of time. I know that God has a plan for you. Even now He is working out His plan for your little life. I can't fully understand His plan but I rest in knowing there is a greater story for you.

Such a short time
Such a long road
All this madness

But I know
That the silence
Has brought me to His voice
And He says

I've shown her photographs of time beginning
Walked her through the parted seas
Angel lullabies, no more teary eyes
Who could love her like this?

Lord, truly You have shown me that no one loves my baby like You. This life I never got to know, You've planned every single one of the brief days that would never come to be this side of heaven. Now You are holding our baby, with more love and more compassion than these arms could ever dream of holding. This life we had dreamed of has come to meet You before we will. I cannot even begin to fathom the life now being lived in eternity. There are no more teary eyes in heaven, but Lord, the tears still fall from my eyes here on earth. 

I will carry you
While your heart beats here
Long beyond the empty cradle
Through the coming years
I will carry you
All your life
And I will praise the One Who's chosen Me
To carry you

It is the namesake of this blog. It is my heart's cry. To carry praise and glory to Your name. Oh but Lord, I need You. Right now I need You to carry me through this. I know this is one of those times in life when I cannot rely on my own strength. There is simply no strength to claim other than what You give. So Father, I'm calling on You to carry me. You saw fit to let me carry this child and now I know You will carry me through the sorrow as we grieve this life lost. I pray that You will receive the glory. Let us carry praises to You as we find You close to our broken hearts. Let the prayers of so many being offered up on our behalf be lifted to You as a chorus of the adoration You deserve. Lord, we cannot know why but we do know You. Even through tears, we carry our praise to You. We rejoice in this suffering because we know it will bring endurance. May our character bring us hope and may Your love be poured into our hearts.

Carry us, Lord. We carry our praises to You.


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