It's been a month...

It's been a month since losing our second, too.
18 August was the day our hopes were shattered. Our dreams, broken. Questions filled our minds. Sorrow filled our hearts. Our days were changed forever.
We didn't talk much, not even to God. But something in us still clung to Him. He broke that silence, brought tears to our eyes, and embraced us tight when we grew weak.
We tried to ask Him 'why'. We thought that would help. We were unable to understand His design. Somewhere we realized, it was wiser, to His will, humbly resign.
And in the course of the month that went by, from despair He brought us back to 'hope'. He reminded us that things were in His control and He still had the best plans for us - to prosper us, and give us the future we hoped for...
I also came to realize that while we only did focus on our loss, our hurt, grief and pain, God's busy working on our faith, growth and healing....