This scripture brought me such a deep comfort during my second pregnancy. We found out on September 1st, 2016 that our sweet little girl no longer had a heartbeat and she was surgically removed from my body the next day.
I was no stranger to the scary side of pregnancy, having lost our firstborn not even a year earlier, so I was constantly on edge.
I made the schedule for Wednesdays In The Word about a month ago to coordinate with The Loved Bible Project. So every week I pull up my schedule to see which scripture I am writing about for the week. And this scripture was exactly what I needed today because I am feeling overwhelmed and defeated.
This scripture reminds me of so many promises and brings peace to an otherwise frazzled heart and mind. After my first miscarriage I was overwhelmed by the simplest of tasks and/or thoughts. It was so hard to think about anything in the future; holidays or other events where I had envisioned myself still pregnant or with a sweet newborn already in my arms was more than enough to elevate my blood pressure. It was also very hard to think about all of my friends who were still pregnant and due around the time I was. Imagining life after their baby was born and how I would feel empty handed sent me into fits of worry and despair.
After our first miscarriage Michael was still working two jobs and often wouldn't get home until after 11 on some nights. Normally I don't mind being alone and reading or watching the shows I want to watch, but for those first few months after my miscarriage it often gave me too much time to think. So coming home to a crying wife became pretty normal for Michael. (Poor guy had been working ALL day and then came home to a sob fest when all he wanted to do was sleep).
This is one of those scriptures that I read hundreds of times before my miscarriage and it was a nice little thought. But going through a miscarriage transformed this verse from just words on a page to a promise that I clung to. I had never really experienced a broken heart until our first miscarriage so I had never given much thought as to what it would feel like. You just don't know until you're in the midst of it. And this verse promised something so amazing.
I wanted to talk about Isaiah 46:3a-4 today because it has been such a source of comfort and security for me in the last year and two-ish months. Before my first miscarriage I think I had often overlooked this passage because I typically read the King James Version and it doesn't stand out to me in the translation like it does in others (the photo above is ESV and the quote below it is NIV).
Since I often talk about the importance of getting into the Word, I want to share one scripture or passage of scripture each Wednesday and talk about why it has meant so much to me.
I decided to start with this verse because it is one I think of often. If you've ever dealt with grief, you know that things that used to be simple can become extremely overwhelming. For me, it was (and often still is) thinking about things in the future. When you're supposed to be pregnant or you're supposed to already have a child in your arms it's really hard to think about events where you had envisioned yourself to be really pregnant or to have a newborn in your care. I had a lot of friends that were pregnant after my first miscarriage and thinking about what it would be like when they all had their babies was so overwhelming that I literally would have to whisper "Jesus" several times to regain some peace and composure.