Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Faithful One

I (Brandon) wanted to get a quick update in before bed tonight.  We (Mandy, Caleb and I) left this morning at 6:30am with my sister and her four kids.  We're heading to Indiana and they're going to Illinois.  It's been a long day of driving and we are all exhausted.  I think everyone's asleep but me :)

I realized an hour into our trip this morning that the main reason Mandy and I started our day with an argument wasn't mainly because we didn't get out of Las Cruces at the predetermined time.  I was being argumentative as we were leaving this morning because this trek across the Midwest is drastically different than any other trip in the past.  I wasn't prepared for the weightiness of the day, let alone this week.  I still don't think I am.

It's difficult to think, and now write, that we've begun the trip through seven states to bury our little man's body.  We're not ready for that.  Hopefully we will be ready by the time Saturday arrives.

Our God has been faithful to prepare us for every step in this journey and then He walks us through each day, each hour.  I am confident He will not fail us in this either.   His kindness continues to brighten our days.  His joy keeps rubbing into our sorrows.

Thank you, Jesus.  We need you so much!


Bethany Raymond said...

I saw your sweet son's obituary in the Muncie Star Press this morning. The obituary itself was such a wonderful testimony that I came to check out your blog. My heart grieves for your family's loss and at the same time rejoices in the sustaining power of Christ testified in your posts. It seems silly to try and express what I'd wish to express in a little comment, but thank your for sharing your son's life, and your own, and your Hope in Christ through this blog.

Powells said...

Our hearts break for you guys. You may not be ready to bury your son. God will give you the grace to do what you have to. The actual saying good bye in your hearts may not happen this week, and that it ok.
We love you during this impossibly hard time. Mary Lou and P John

Chuck and Darlene Drudge said...

We are so sorry to hear about the loss of you son.
we pray for God to stengthen you for this journey and to give you peace.
Thank you for sharing his life and your journey with us.
Chuck and Darlene Drudge

Laura Dexter-Mooty said...

A daunting task...no one could possibly ever be ready for that - God will meet you where you are. I pray the Holy Spirit brings you comfort, strength and peace. Thank you for sharing your vulnerability - it's been a long, hard road so far & mixed w/ joy too - we are sending lots of hugs & love from MD to you all.

Crystal said...

The burial is so very hard. My heart felt like it would stop itself as I saw the casket sealed one last time, as I touched my baby one last time for the period of this mortal life. Placing him in the ground was by far, the hardest thing for me. I am so sorry you have to do this....so very sorry. He will rise again, as he was laid down, BUT he will be perfect and cradled without life saving devices, in your arms. You will raise him from his infancy to his manhood...I know this to be true. I love you guys!

kbaugues said...

As hard as the coming days will be, I hope you can find comfort in the fact you will see your baby boy again one day. As many good things as there are in this world, there are many bad things, and losing a baby is one of those. I am so sorry for your loss. Some friends of ours lost their son a couple years ago, and I wrote this poem for them. Tonight, I thought of it after reading your post, and just wanted to share. I hope you find the same things with Jude.

One Day
One day I know you will see him again,
And he will be exactly how you left him.
He will be wrapped in a blanket of white,
Swaddled tight, hands curled into fists right below his chin
And he will smile when he sees you again.
Your skin will not be wrinkled,
Your hair not gray
You will look exactly to him as he remembers you.
You will rock in a chair made of wood
High above the clouds,
The white fluff surrounding your feet.
You will get to hold him and rock
Until your other half comes and completes your family block.
You will get your chance to see him grow,
Once your small little family is reunited so.
He may take a drink upon your breast,
The milk that he so loved best.
You will rock, and rock, and rock
And you will get to hold him as long as you desire so.
When you are ready,
you can put him down and watch him grow.
See him crawl upon the cotton clouds.
See him walk and make you so proud.
He will lose his teeth
But never shed a tear
For in heaven, there is no fear.
At the end of every day
You will hold out your hands
And he will come running your way.
All the dreams you missed on earth will be fulfilled
He will grow and you will age,
But you both will get to see
Time progress as it once should be.

May God grant you peace, comfort, and safety as you make this difficult journey - the physical and emotional. I hope to stop in and say hello on Friday. Until then, Kara

Holly said...
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Holly said...

Sweet Peltons, I can't bear the thought of having to bury a child. I can't imagine what that's like. BUT, God the Father knows it well, and he has gone before you...
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me." I pray that the Shepherd's staff would comfort you, because He is SO near.

AW Tozer wrote, "His knowledge of our afflictions and adversities is more than theoretic; it is personal, warm, and compassionate. Whatever may befall us, God knows and cares as no one else can."
It's so true. We know it because of Jesus.
You guys are loved and prayed for.

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