Real Answers

What About Our Babies?
Are they real people? Do they matter? Do they count?
YOU BET!
Real PEOPLE

Where Are They Now?
What happens to babies when they die? Is heaven just a fairytale?
NOT A CHANCE!
Real HOPE

What Is It Like?
What is heaven like? Is my baby happy? CHECK IT OUT!
Real PLACE

Says Who?
How can I know this is true? Can I trust the Bible?
COMPLETELY!
Real TRUTH

What About You?
Will I see my baby again? Can I know what will happen to me when I die?
NO DOUBT!
Real PEACE

What Now?
Is there anything that will ease this pain? What can I do to get through?
HOLD ON!
Real HELP

Is Anyone Out There?
Am I crazy to feel this way? Am I the only one going through this?
NO WAY!
*Web rings and other resources*
Real COMMUNITY

Advice for family
and friends

 
What Should I Say?
For family and friends who are asking, "What can I do to help?"
Real COMFORT

 

POETRY

BEING YOUR MOMMY
No sleepless nights, no 3 a.m. feedings
No good night kiss or storybook readings
No birthday cake in the shape of a car
No camping out and no wishing on stars
No trips to the zoo, no learning to skate
No "wash your hands mister", no "clean your plate"
No chicken pox, no meet the teacher nights
No best buddies, no sleepovers, no fights
No play dough, no pictures on the fridge door
No weekly allowance, no rules, no chores
No action figures all over the place
No reading about dinosaurs, bugs or space
No grass stains on elbows, no holes in the knees
No reminder to say "thank you" and "please"
No hockey try-outs, no rides to the mall
No band-aids and kisses after a fall
No calls to Grandma, no Father's Day card
Being your mommy is so very hard!

I wish I had known you for just a day
to have held you before you went away.
I miss you - your face, your laughter, your touch...
I feel cheated, I am missing so much!
I miss your childhood - it would have been fun!
And I miss the man you would have become.
I'm missing a lifetime of memories.
When all the moms talk - I've got no stories.
I've got only dreams of how it would be
And wishes that you were still here with me.
I will spend my whole life thinking of you;
Loving you so much and missing you too!
Being your mommy has brought me such pain,
But you were worth it - I'd do it again!

Christie Hoos

A GOD WHO CRIES
When you cannot feel the light of day
and when darkness surrounds your soul,
When goodness seems so far away
and religion so hard and cold,

When you wonder if I have deserted you
and left you here on your own,
My love for you I long to prove,
Not a moment are you alone!

That is when I cry for you.
Be still my child and know,
That is when I cry for you.
You haven't got far to go.

Each time you look death in the face
and scream that it is so unfair,
Know that I have been in you place,
Don't think for a second I don't care.

When you groan under the weight of grief,
when you shake your fist at the sky,
Remember how precious you are to me
when your heart breaks - so does mine.

That is when I cry with you.
Be still my child and know,
That is when I cry with you.
You haven't got far to go.

Hold on beloved - I am coming soon
I will take you away from here,
To the place I have prepared for you
with no sadness, no grief, no tears.

That is when I will dance with you
to the songs of angels above;
That is when I will show you
my endless, incredible love!

Christie Hoos
- written July 20th, 1999

I was so excited to stumble across this song a few months after Noah died!

HELLO GOOD-BYE!
Where is the navigator of your destiny
Where is the dealer of this hand
Who can explain
Life and its brevity
'Cause there is nothing here
That I can understand
You and I
Have barely met
And I just don't want to let go of you yet

Noah, hello, good-bye
I'll see you on the other side
Noah, sweet child of mine
I'll see you on the other side

And so I hold your tiny hand in mine
For the hardest thing I've ever had to face
Heaven calls for you
Before it calls for me
When you get there save me a place
A place where I can share your smile
And I can hold you for more than just awhile

Michael W. Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick
-written for Joey and Anne whose Noah lived only 2 1/2 days

Posted on the wall at the Oklahoma city bombing site

AND GOD SAID
I said, "God, I hurt."
And God said, "I know."

I said, "God, I cry a lot."
And God said,"That is why I gave you tears."

I said, "God, I am so depressed."
And God said,"That is why I gave you sunshine."

I said, "God, life is so hard."
And God said,"That is why I gave you loved ones."

I said, "God, my loved one died."
And God said,"So did mine."

I said, "God, it is such a loss."
And God said,"I saw my son nailed to a cross."

I said, "God, your loved one lives."
And God said,"So does yours."

I said, "God, where are they now?"
And God said,"Mine is on My right and yours is in the Light."

I said, "God, I hurt."
And God said,"I know."

K.C. and Myke Kuzmic
Stockton, CA

IF YOU WANT ME TO
The pathway is broken
And the signs are unclear
And I don't know the reason why you brought me here
But just because you love me the way that you do
I'm gonna walk through the valley
If you want me to

'Cause I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise you're not through with me yet
So if all of these trials bring me closer to you
Then I will go through the fire
If you want me to

It may not be the way I would have chosen
When you lead me through a world that's not my home
But you never said it would be easy
You only said I'll never go alone

So when the whole world turns against me
And I'm all by myself
And I can't hear you answer my cries for help
I'll remember the suffering you love put you through
And I will go through the valley
If you want me to

Ginny Owens and Kyle Matthews
- from her album "Without Condition"

 
 
Encouragement for grieving parents --- Advice for their family and friends

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