My best friend from home is pregnant with her second child. Though unexpected, she, her boyfriend and son were ready to move on and build their family. Monday, right before I was leaving out to go to the grocery store, she called crying hysterically. After a routine visit, they found that the baby was not growing properly. In other words, she was having a miscarriage. I immediately went over there. The BF had been crying, she was drained and I didn't know what to say. There is absolutely no way I can understand the pain she is in. I just laid in the bed with her and prayed for her and her family.
Throughout the week she seemed to be fine, joking and saying she was okay, but I knew that wasn't true. She's not the most emotional person, so it could be harder to show those emotions than to keep them bottled up inside. She has so many questions about her relationship and how to explain things to her son. Just about why it happened to her.
I explained to her, in my heart, I know that God will bless them with a child on His time. I'm not sure if that really meant anything to her at the time. Life is so crazy. We want someone to tell us right now that our problems will be solved in an instant. Tell us that our situation will be reversed to what it was supposed to be. It's just human nature, I guess.
Today she is going in to have the procedure done. I have been praying for her all day--all week. If you are willing, say one for her, too.