Shiloh

There's a member of our family that I haven't introduced yet, and I feel compelled to do so now. Shiloh is our angel in Heaven, the baby that I carried briefly and then lost in December 2007. Within days of learning I was pregnant, I began to have problems. I was so worried, and I prayed constantly about this child. I felt overwhelmingly that the child was a girl, and that God wanted me to come to a place of peace about her future. Shiloh is a Hebrew word that means "Place of Peace". In my mind, I began to call her Shiloh. No, she isn't named after Angelina Jolie's daughter (for those of you keeping score at home, it took me 8 posts to mention Angelina Jolie. Start looking for a reference to Johnny Depp.). On December 27, 2007, the doctor confirmed what I knew already - Shiloh had gone home. I would never hold her in this life, never see her first day of school, never see her graduate, never see her get married, never hold her children. As the doctor spoke, a life that would never be flashed before my eyes. I was at peace, though, because I knew she was at peace, and that this was part of God's plan. I couldn't see this at the time, but now I can see God's hand - He showed me that I could get pregnant without medication (something that had bothered me for a long time), and I know now that I didn't miss Shiloh's life: I was there for every minute of it. All the things I thought I would miss were not part of God's plan. There is a peace in that. And most exciting of all, she will be there to meet me when I get to Heaven! I will meet my Shiloh one day. Meeting Jesus and Shiloh - seeing the faces for the first time of those so dear to me. Heaven is real, everyone - so glad I'm going!

Have a great - and blessed - day, my friends....