A day suspended between death and life. Between crucifixion and resurrection. Despair and joy.
Elise was born on Holy Saturday in 2014. What a perfect day for her to be born...the significance of it hadn't dawned on me until today.
In the morning of that Holy Saturday, we hoped and waited...yet we also grieved. We grieved for what might be the end of our time on Earth with our sweet Elise. Though she was alive in my tummy, we weren't sure if she would make it through labor and delivery.
We were suspended between the fear of death and the hope of life.
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| The last photo taken of me while I was pregnant...less than an hour before Elise was born. |
As we wait in stillness this Holy Saturday for the glory of Jesus's resurrection, I am completely overwhelmed by what God was showing us in His perfect timing...how we waited for Elise, with tears and fear and anxiety (as we had been prepared by many doctors for her to be stillborn)...and how abundantly we were filled with JOY at her birth and life. In those moments holding her for the first time, I was so full of joy that my heart could have exploded. We thought she might be dead, that she would come out silent...and here she was... ALIVE!
We thought she might be dead. But she was ALIVE.
They thought that Jesus was dead...but on Easter Sunday, he was ALIVE.
Happy Easter weekend, everyone.
"Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me." -John 14:1
