“Please let this be over.”
“Please let him be healthy.”
“Please let us go home together.”
I hear her so loudly, because I’ve heard myself so many times before witnessing her.
There is something else I’ve seen in that NICU. God’s Grace.
See, lucky for us preemie moms and dads, God lives in the NICU.
He hears our prayers.
He sees our pain.
He is with us in our suffering.
God is with our children when we leave for work, or head for some [much-needed] sleep or to care for our other children at home. God stays in that NICU. He stays, because that’s what God does.
He’s fighting alongside our babies. Giving them the courage they need handle the next needle. Giving them the strength to pull themselves out of their next spell.
God is strengthening our baby’s nurses, RTs, and doctors. He is there to give them wisdom and peace in the tough decisions they must make.
God is preparing us to be resilient parents, ready to bring home these sweet, small babies. He is there when we speak, when we cry and when we have no strength to do either.
God lives in the NICU. I’m sure of it.
I’ve felt him there, I’ve seen him there.
He comes in the shape of fearless nurses, intelligent doctors, resilient parents and the strongest babies.
The day I felt him most, was the day we left that NICU. He celebrated with us! He brought us relief! He brought us peace. He brought us grace.
Hang on & always look for God.
He will always be where he is needed.
He will always be where he is welcomed.
**This article originally appeared on Meghan Tjaden’s blog New Roots Old Wings. Connect with her on Facebook.
