That is how I held my kids tonight at bed time.
This is the kinda stuff you never want to hear.
A family in our town lost their wife and mother. I am sure she was many other things to many other people, but right now, her husband and her children seem to have suffered the greatest loss.
Sadly, that includes her 3-day old son.
I don't know all the details.
Not that they really matter at this point.
I only know all this because she belonged to the local home school coop that uses our church building once a month and is coordinated by one of our members.
She was at home giving birth to her 9th child. A place she had done so 7 other times before, delivering only once at a hospital.
There were complications.
She died 6 hours later.
All I can think about is did she get to hold her baby boy? Did she get to see the precious faces of her other children before it all happened? Did she know what was happening? Was she scared?
How desperately sad her children and husband must feel right at this very minute.
I can't even put it all into words.
Our church, the coop, and I imagine many others who knew them are rallying around them right now. Prayers, food, money. Her loss is incomprehensible alone, but sadly, the father lost his job a few weeks ago. Their burdens must feel so overwhelming right now.
Her memorial will be held at our church on Tuesday. They did not have a church family. Maybe we can be that for them.
Please pray for this family.