A Season of Suffering
/“...even if we were to lose everything, Jesus is enough for us.”
Over the last five months, my husband Nick and I have experienced a season of loss through miscarriage. As a young couple with the desire to have children, we very quickly became pregnant. Shortly after, we experienced our first miscarriage in June. The summer was trying, emotional, and quite confusing for us both. Thankfully, God protected us and reminded us of his hope, which led us to try again. We again became pregnant right away, but we lost the second baby to another miscarriage in mid-August.
Through this season of suffering we are experiencing, we have had to choose whether or not to stumble or stand strong in God’s promises. Praise God for his mercy, love, and comfort and his consistency in meeting us where we are at. There have been errors throughout this season, but we are remaining hopeful and trusting in what God’s word says. The most important lesson we have learned this season is that even if we were to lose everything, Jesus is enough for us.
I wrote a poem to express how I have been feeling throughout this season. After I shared it with Nick, he said that he felt very similar. We hope that this poem gives insight into this season and that wherever you are, you stand fast in what God has already promised all of us.
Where I’m From
I am from a year, 2019, of hurt.
A year of unmet expectations and unknown medical reasons.
I am from desires being forgotten
and questions of what’s to come?
I am from questions circling endlessly in my mind
until
I am feeling overwhelmed.
I am from feelings of numbness and hopelessness.
Feelings that are foreign in my life.
I am from tear driven nights,
emotional conversations
and feeling closely-knit to my husband.
I am from a place of confusion
that seeps deep into my bones
and creates a constant reminder
of this season.
A season of loss.
Five months.
Two babies.
River and Ave.
River
the ebb and flow
of life.
A place to come
and drink
and be
filled.
Ave
to hail
to be well
to be reminded.
Reminded of the love and comfort
from a Father who consistently meets me
face to face.
I’m from a place where it is difficult
to discuss any of these things
without discussing the Lord too.
I’m from a place of prayer,
belief, and heartache.
All
Wrapped
Together
In
One.
A place that will ultimately lead me
to a plan much bigger than myself
or what my expectations so selfishly wanted.
I am from a place of peace
even as I walk in sadness and pain
because I know there is more to come.
Hannah Hatton is a member at Midtown Baptist Temple and is a part of C&YA. She serves in Kidtown and is apart of the C&YA blog team. She is also involved in the Grandview ladies’ Bible study.