Since going to baby Micah Wessman's funeral a couple weeks ago, I have wanted to blog about it. God really impacted my life through Micah's life and death and the truths the pastor shared during the service.
When we were seated in the church pew, we began watching the pictures of 9 month old Micah scroll across the big screen at the front of the church. The grief I felt watching those pictures, knowing that God took his little life so soon, felt
unbearable. Keep in mind I was a total outsider to this little boy's life and I barely knew his parents.
How much more unbearable for his parents, I thought.
The service was at Bethlehem Baptist in Minneapolis, were Cory and Heather Wessman go to church. The pastor (Kenny Stokes) did a phenomenal job of leading the service. He retold the story of what happened to Micah and interjected so much of God's truth throughout. As the funeral went on, I found my grief becoming bearable and my trust in God's goodness and soverienty growing steadily. This may sound weird, but it felt like the pastor had planted a tree that kept growing taller and stronger as the service progressed.
One of the specific things that impacted me was when the pastor told Heather (who struggled with guilt, wondering what more could she have done to save her baby's life), "This is not about you. This happened so that God's glory could be displayed." Much like in John 9:1-3 (which the pastor also shared) . . .
As he went along, he saw a man blind from birth. His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?"
"Neither this man nor his parents sinned," said Jesus, "but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life."This renewed vision of God's sovereignty has really freed me in my new role as a mom. I don't need to work so hard at protecting my son from getting hurt or sick or losing him. And I don't need to worry about him (or worry that I am going to die in a bad storm, like I did when we drove through one last night!). God is going to do with his life - and my life - what He desires, for His glory.
I swear I knew this stuff before, but God used Micah's story to cause the truths of God's soverienty and goodness to go down deeper into my soul. I left the service with a much greater trust and confidence in who God is and how good He is, even though He just allowed a 9 month old baby to die.
You can actually listen to the pastors message at the funeral on Reed & Rachael Wessman's
blog. I highly recommend it! You can also read more of Micah's story
here.
After the game we drove to my mom's house in Washington, Iowa. (It was a late night!) I told mom Abram could sleep on the floor, but of course, Grammy wouldn't have that. So, she made him a bed with a suitcase and pillow. Too cute! She is going to need a bigger suitcase next time because his toes were touching the end.
Napping on Grammy's couch Sunday morning.
We spent all of Sunday at Jason's aunt and uncle's house in Mediapolis.
His grandma game to visit from Galesburg, IL.
The reason we were visiting was because Jason's Uncle Tommy (Rhonda's brother) came to visit from Arkansas.
Jason's cousins and aunt.
