From the wisdom of Solomon come these words;
A good name is better than
precious ointment,
And the day of death than the day
of one's birth;
Better to go to the house of
mourning
Than to go to the house of
feasting,
For that is the end of all men;
And the living will take it to
heart.
Sorrow is better than laughter,
For by a sad countenance the
heart is made better.
The heart of the wise is in the
house of mourning,
But the heart of fools is in the
house of mirth.
Ecclesiastes 7:1-4
I cannot believe that I am writing these next words, but last night the Lord decided to take another of our precious babies home to be with Him. 2:40 am we were awoken to the words, "There has been an emergency." A baby girl died in her sleep. I cannot express the trauma, heartache, and pain that is rippling through this campus. 2 babies in the same day, from the same home, dying unexpectedly. I will never be able to express the grief I witnessed last night, real anguish like I have not seen or heard before. God help us please because we are in the pit of despair. A campus of mourning, a house of grief and disbelief, full of the deepest sorrow. We need you God. Come close to our broken hearts and restore our hope and trust.
Praying.
ReplyDeleteKaren B
No! Anita, I am so sorry. Continuing to pray for you all.
ReplyDeleteWe are looking for the right words to comfort you all at BG.....please let this song be a comfort to you!
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1CSVqHcdhXQ
You are in our thoughts and minds!
Please share this with the bo'me
love from the Netherlands,
DJ, Harriet (me'ma Lereko) and Aron Lereko
I have no words. I am so sorry. May healing and comfort find it's way to everyone at BG soon.
ReplyDeleteDear Anita,
ReplyDeleteI am on my knees for you, your family, and the BG family. My heart breaks for you. I am so thankful that these babies are loved here on earth. And I am even more thankful that we have a Father who is loving on them this day. They have deserved the honor of having been loved by BG. Praise The Lord for that. And I believe that you honor them in your grief. But I cannot say how sorry I am that your heart is bruised in this. Sitting here a continent away, I question this and ask God why? I imagine on the front lines it that much more difficult to fathom.
Know that my family and I are praying for you. For peace and rest and comfort. I will pray for restoration in this, that BG be healed from this pain and be comforted so that you can continue to do the work you were called to.
My heart is in Lesotho,
Tara G