He's My Joy!
By Yvonne Bush
It has been one year ago that I experienced great sadness. The Lord has reminded me once again, that he never
leaves me, even in great despair. You see, one year ago, I miscarried a baby. I was sure when I found out I was
pregnant that the Lord was blessing me with another child and that it was a gift he was giving me, since this baby was
a surprise!
All the way to the emergency room, the devil was tormenting me into believing a lie! He would say, look what YOUR
God is doing, he is taking your baby away to punish you, how could YOUR God, that you love and adore, make you go
through this, on and on this went for days, although it seemed like eternity. I have to admit, that yes in the beginning,
I didn't speak a word. But, I knew in my heart that GOD is the giver of life, and HIM alone! The word says, the devil
comes to steal, kill and destroy, he alone destroys.
When I returned from the hospital, and the days following I was under attack spiritually and emotionally. I have never
been hit with such hopelessness and sadness. These feelings of despair did not announce itself, or come with an
invitation! It hit me out of no where, while I was (trying) to play with my kids, eating dinner with my family, during my
sleep, taking a bath.... It was the worst feeling I had ever encountered. I didn't want to talk to anyone, see anyone,
listen to anyone, it was just awful. I knew that I had to do something. You know it's okay to go to someone for prayer.
The Word of God says that if two or more of you agree asking anything in his name it shall be done.
That Friday of my miscarriage, the doctors gave me the ok to drive, so I decided, I needed to get UP and OUT of my
bed, and go to the Women's Meeting at my Church, Freedom Tabernacle (Cumming, GA), Awesome Awesome
Church!
I drove passed the church several times, then made myself go in.... I was a little ashamed for the way I was feeling, I
thought, I am a believer, how can I go in there and tell them I am feeling oppressed, and how can I begin to talk to a
crowd of women and ask for prayer for the hurt and loss of my child. That was the last thing I wanted to do, was talk
about it, I had done everything in my power that week to avoid that conversation.
But you know what? That was a lie from the devil, he wanted to keep me in my car, the last thing he wanted was for
me to walk in a church full of believing women who would pray for me! Praise God! Glory filled that place! The Lord
showed me that my child, was in the safest place, with HIM!! He also told me that this parting was not forever, that one
day, I WILL see my child. Glory to God! Needless to say, he totally restored my joy!! From that night forward I have
NEVER had that horrible feeling come over me again.
God is so good, I know we can not understand why things happen the way they do, but I DO know, that when he says
he came to heal the broken hearted, restore joy and wants to give life to the fullest, he means it!!! Don't Blame God,
please don't believe that lie, that he took your child away. John 10:10 says that "the devil comes to kill, steal and
destroy, but HE (Jesus) came so that you may have life and have it more abundantly." Some time after the
miscarriage, the Lord gave me a poem that I wrote about my loss, if you would like to read it, just click on "A Precious
Life". If you have experienced a loss and would like prayer, please contact me at yvonne@neverthirstagain.org.
Yvonne