A Test of Faith

There are things that test our faith every single day.

This past weekend God tested mine.

Josh’s cousin, Marty, was 8 1/2 months pregnant and gave birth to a still born little boy. They think it was a blood clot but they still aren’t sure. She and her husband Mike are two of those people that you don’t find bad in. They have the strongest faith of any two people I know. And all they wanted was a child.

It doesn’t seem fair. It doesn’t seem fair at all. I look around at all of the people that have kids out there they don’t take care of them. People that don’t want children anyway. Teenage girls who know what they are doing and get pregnant and then abort this poor child that hasn’t done anything. Then, you have people like Mike and Marty who want more than anything to have their own family and those are the ones that things like this happen to.

It isn’t fair. It doesn’t make any sense. I have really had to hold onto the fact that things happen for a reason these past few days, because this has been hard for me to swallow. If anything, it has made me cherish my little boy more than I already did. I could not imagine going through something like that. Losing a child is one thing, a miscarriage is another. But losing a baby after you have carried him full term. She had 2 weeks left till his due date. TWO WEEKS. I don’t get it. So, for everyone out there in blog world that reads this, I ask that you send up a prayer for Mike and Marty. I can’t imagine what they are going through. I can’t imagine how hard this is.

RIP Baby Grant Davis Barrett