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“Whew, that one had to make a difference”, I said as I looked up from the monitor.
Julie’s grip around my hand slowly relaxed as the labor contraction subsided. Her weary body sank into the pillows propped behind her back. Anticipating another wave of pain, she continued a steady rhythm of breathing. A wisp of hair had fallen into her eyes and as I brushed it away I prayed for strength.
“It hurts”, she gasped. Her voice trembled with fear, “Why does it have to hurt so much?”
Groaning through clenched teeth, Julie’s eyes filled with tears, “I can’t do this”, she said.
Continuing in prayer I silently pleaded, “Oh, God, please comfort her heart.” I wiped her face with a cool cloth and encouraged her, “Don’t give up Julie”, it won’t be long.”
Hours passed while contractions repeatedly ravaged her body. When the doctor arrived, I knew the time had come.
Julie’s high-risk pregnancy began in turmoil and would soon end in tragedy. The previous two months had been especially challenging. Doctors feared the baby would be born with serious health problems.
By faith, Julie decided against abortion and chose to carry her baby full term. Today, healthy or not, her baby would be born.
Doctors and nurses surrounded Julie as the baby entered the world. At first sight, the little boy appeared healthy. Julie’s face brightened as she watched the nurse care for her son. She prayed for some indication of hope, but the knowing glance passing between the doctor and nurse brought grief to her heart.
“Please”, she cried. “Let me hold him.”
The nurse wrapped Matthew in a soft blanket and placed him in Julie’s arms.
Nothing will ever compare with the sight of Julie holding her son. She softly sang lullabies into his ear and a few minutes later Matthew died.
Gazing at her newborn son, Julie stroked his cheek and tearfully said, “He came into this world for a moment and has now returned to eternity. My heart already misses him, but I know I will see him again. He will wait for me at the gates of heaven and together we will see God’s glory.
My heart filled with joy as I prayed, “Lord, please let Julie see your glory in the midst of her pain."
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