Bring The Rain

This is probably one of the most serious posts I have ever done. Sitting here tonight in my big comfy brown chair, I am bawling like a baby. The tears won't stop. I believe I have just recently stumbled upon one of the most touching stories/families possible.
The blog is called Bring The Rain-The Story Of Audrey Caroline. LINK HERE
This sweet mother of 4 girls, Angie, has a wonderful gift for telling it like it is with God's twist to it. She just recently lost the youngest of the girls--Audrey Caroline--at birth. Reading through her blog, I found so many things that I could relate to. Angie has red hair, loves Beth Moore, uses Method cleaning products like I do, and even dressed up as Pippi Longstocking for halloween when she was in junior high--using the old wire hanger in the hair trick--exactly as I had done. Not to mention our youngest girls share the same name.
The way she writes about the loss of her child (in April of this year) has me down on my knees thanking the Father for what I have and what He has entrusted me with. I couldn't even imagine her pain as she recently knelt at her baby's grave and pulled the weeds from around it. My day-to-day problems are merely even inklings of concern after reading her posts. To top it off, she has such a grace, humor, and love about her that will draw you in and keep you there until you've read everything she has to say. I know several of my fellow bloggers have linked to Angie's blog and told about how she has touched them, but MAN....you have no idea! I have sat here for hours just pouring over the whole story of Audrey Caroline. Amazing. Breathtaking. Uplifting. Saddening.
I know it sounds very cliche, but my children are my life. They are who I spend the most time with, cuddle up to, sing/read to, love on, and absolutely don't want to ever think of living without.
I want to share with you the bedtime song we have sung to our children for several years now--Caroline getting the most benefit out of it. She loves her rocking chair for sure--totally her daddy's child in that respect from what I hear. Anyway, it's an old hymn, and the words are this:
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,
There's just something about that name.
Master, Savior, Jesus,
Like the fragrance after the rain.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,
Let all heaven and earth proclaim.
Kings and kingdoms will all pass away,
But there's just something about that name."
More than anything, I want my children to know that John and I fully trust the Father. We trust that He has each of their lives in His hands at all times. That is something wonderful about Angie. She totally gives God the praise and love He deserves, even through such a difficult loss. Read on her blog to see more of her beautiful story and family.