Sing Into Your Storm ~ Overcoming Adversity Through High Praise

I agreed to have her take some pictures. I stood over my daughter’s grave, around the noon hour on a bright and sunny day in June. She took perhaps 12 pictures or so. As she was taking the pictures, I somehow gained a deeper insight into the reality of the situation – that my daughter was now in Heaven and that it was just her remains that had been buried beneath me. The pain and sorrow of the realization my daughter was gone crushed my soul again in that moment. Once more, I lifted my hands up unto God and forced myself to worship and praise God right there on the spot of her grave – sincerely thanking Him, even for her short life and again declaring my trust in Him! I never thought about that cemetery experience again that summer, since my Sister-In-Law never mailed us the pictures she had taken that day. After the loss of Rachel, life was so hard for us. Our house was so empty without our precious child. My wife’s arms indeed ached for her baby. When Christmas season came around, it was like the grief that was starting to lift - came back in full force! The beautiful red velvet dress that my wife had bought for our daughter to wear on Christmas was enhancing our sorrow. We never got the chance to have even one Christmas with Rachel Ann-Marie. And we would never see her wear that beautiful dress…

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