Dedication
I love the “On this day” feature on facebook. I love the reminders of what has happened the
last few years. Facebook reminded me
that three years ago we celebrated our son’s dedication to the Lord. We gathered with family and friends and vowed
to raise him in a godly home, raising him to love the Lord above all. Child dedications are a big deal in our
family. We were excited to continue this
godly tradition with our Trey. Normally
it is done at church but I’m blessed with a wonderful father who is a pastor. He dedicated my brother and I so we asked him
to dedicate Trey. Of course, the doting
grandfather said yes! So we invited
friends and family to come to the house and had a whole service just for
us.
We sang two songs that were meaningful to us during trey’s
pregnancy. My father in law prayed for
us. Then dad shared a devotional which
included the meaning of Trey’s names and the significance to raising him to
love the Lord. It was a wonderful
day. All the plans that were put in
place went just the way we planned them.
That day was one of the first things I planned for Trey, way back when I
was pregnant with him. I enjoyed
dreaming about that ceremony. I couldn’t
wait to share his story with our friends and family on that day, to sing and pray
together.
The twins had a service planned for them too. Again, it was one of the first things I
planned for them. Their songs were
picked out the week we found out I was pregnant. Turns out, the songs we picked for them
worked better as funeral songs than for a dedication service. I remember
thinking that as I stood singing them at their memorial. Jeremiah 29:11 says “’For I know the plans I
have for you’, declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you a hope and a future’.”
God had it all planned out. He
saw what was to be and planted the seeds of comfort before I knew I needed
them.
Yesterday I was reflecting on the dedication of Trey. I was listening to one of my favorite CDs
that was pivotal in my healing recently (Lauren Daigle’s How Can It Be). The thought occurred me: my parents are
coming next week. They always come to
visit in July. That is why we planned
Trey’s dedication for this week, three years ago. Then it hit me- if the twins had lived, we
would have had their dedication this Saturday.
Ouch. That isn’t a realization
that I had prepared for. I prepared for
their due date. I’ve prepared for facing other baby births that were due about
the same time. I prepared my heart for
getting pregnant again. I did not think
to prepare for the dedication that would never be.
That realization was a swift kick in the gut. But as the scripture continues in Jeremiah
29:12-13, “Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen
to you. You will seek me and find me
when you seek me with all your heart.”
The thought of the twin’s dedication came while I was already in a time
of worship. I already had my heart in a space
of seeking the Lord’s face. That’s what
made that kick in the gut swift and not lingering. This is what happens when you have a trauma
take place in your life. Grief gets
easier. It still hits at times. But it is easier to deal with, less
immediate. You can take a moment to feel
the pain, appreciate it, knowing that joy will follow. That pain is not THE end, it WILL end. Pain is replaced with hope, if we allow
it.
We are now in a place of choosing hope. This is 100% a choice. It isn’t easy to make plans and let yourself
dream again. It is much easier to live
in the past, in the despair, full of fear and paranoia. But that is not what
God plans for us. Again, Jeremiah says
he plans to “prosper you and not to harm you… to give you a hope and a future.” He doesn’t want us stuck on what was. He wants us to look at what will be.
We have another opportunity to dedicate another child to the
Lord next July. Today I allowed myself
to dream and plan. I thought about the
music I want played. I walked out into
our gorgeous backyard with the Crepe Myrtle flowering the ground with bright
pink flowers. I thought about how
amazing it will be to sit out there with our family and friends, dedicating
this child to the Lord. I thought about
how fun it would be to enjoy the pool with those friends and family
afterwards. I allowed myself to
dream.
It just occurred to me that the theme of Trey’s dedication
three years ago, DREAM. Dad talked about
DREAM in his message during our wedding.
Dreaming is hard. It is
vulnerable. It opens you up to
hurt. But it also opens you up to joy
and love that knows no bounds. It fills
your days with hope. It allows your
heart to be light and allows that light to flow out to others. When I feel fear creep in, I’m going to look
at that beautiful Crepe Myrtle in my yard.
I’m going to picture my friends and family sitting below as the petals
rain down on us. I’m going to picture
holding a sleeping baby while we talk about the meaning of that child’s
name. When fear creeps in, I’m going to
dream.
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