Saturday, August 14, 2010


8 years ago today God ushered into our arms our sweet baby, Joshua Isaac, on August 14, 2002.
I am celebrating him today.

Celebrating the gift of his life and every breath that God breathed into him for 119 beautiful days. Born with a fatal, random genetic condition called Trisomy 18, Joshua astounded the doctors, gave evidence that miracles do continue by God's hand, and taught me in 9 months and 119 days more than I could have learned in a lifetime without him. We have always referred to Joshua as our "Special gift from God" because he was in fact a gift straight from God's hand to our lives. I treasure each day I got to be his mommy and look forward to a blessed and joyous reunion in heaven with him one day.

And I am remembering from where God brought us.

Just as the Israelites remembered through the feast of unleavened bread the victory and freedom they received through God as they were lead out of Egypt, so I too, remember what Christ did in my heart and life through my son, Joshua.

Exodus 13:3
"And Moses said to the people, 'Remember this day in which you went out of Egypt, out of the house of bondage; for by strength of hand the LORD brought you out of this place."

So often we see our children and know that our role is to instruct their hearts toward righteousness....but for me, through Christ, Joshua instructed my heart. He taught me more than I ever taught him. Through his precious life, the chains of fear that held my heart began to be broken. A heart that had always been set on finding solutions and living my life by my terms, was being deconstructed and transformed to be a life set on the foundation of Jesus Christ and trusting in His will and plan, even when I couldn't see the solutions. Trusting that God had all the answers. And upon this foundation, Christ continues to build in my heart and life. A life of faith in Christ Jesus. A life where I can say,

"I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me." Galatians 2:20

Many have asked me why I'm not angry with this cancer and how I am able to have joy each day. It is through Jesus Christ alone and my faith in Him. Knowing that this life is not about me. It is not about me defining the lifespan of my children, about the pleasures of this world, about trying to find happiness and contentment outside of Christ, about what my time should look like each day, for my time is not my own; it is all Christ's

That 8 years ago, in April 2002, when we learned that Joshua was sick while I was still only 4 and a half months pregnant, I got angry with God. I let the anger grow into bitterness. I let it bring me into an emotional state of depression, pity and doubt. I laid in my bed for a week and I tried to escape the reality of my life and the life of my son. I mourned his life, a life growing inside of me, but hadn't yet even taken a breath. I mourned my life. A life that wouldn't be defined by a healthy child who would grow into a healthy man. Trying to protect myself from so much unknown and uncertainty. And yet I couldn't.

And I wrestled with God for days until finally one morning His voice was louder than my cries. And I opened my Bible, laying in bed, all alone and I found Him. And He spoke to me in ways that I have never been spoken to before. I began in Romans 5 and kept reading. In the margin of my Bible under Romans 7:13 "But sin, that it might appear sin, was producing death in me....." I have written "this is where I was April 2002. Death was being produced in me as my mind stayed on my emotions, as my mind stayed in fear, as my mind stayed in anger and bitterness. And Satan wanted me pulled so far from the Lord that I felt isolated and on an island of grief and despair.

I continued on and God began a new work in my heart. As He shined his light on my sin he began to lift me out of the pit. "For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh) nothing good dwells; for to will is present with me, but how to perform what is good I do not find." Romans 7:18

And I knew I needed God. I couldn't do it by myself. I couldn't get out of this pit of despair. I didn't have the power and I didn't have the energy. I needed God more than ever.

And I couldn't get enough of Him. He began the heart surgery that needed to be done on this selfish, sinful flesh of mine. I remember hanging on His every Word. I couldn't put my Bible down. He lovingly and graciously brought me on to Romans 8. And as I read, the Holy Spirit began to further show me my sin and then bring me to repentance.

God brought me eyes to Matthew 10:37

"He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me, and he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it."

And I remember weeping. Weeping because this was me. This was my sinful heart. I loved my son more than God. So much more that I would turn my back on the one who gave me life and Joshua life and think that I knew better or had a better way. Who was I?

And I went back to Romans.....

"For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, these are sons of God. For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, Abba Father." Romans 8:14-15

"The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs - heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him, that we may also be glorified together." Romans 8:16-17

And again, in my margins I have written next to 8:14....April 13, 2002....I feel like I am suffering as Christ did. Oh let the glory be with Him alone. I am going through my own crucifixion with self. And I continued reading to the end of chapter 8 where nothing can separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

I went back to rest my eyes on the words Abba Father.

This was the verse that struck me. God is my daddy. He will never let me down. He will never leave me. He knows me from the inside out, before the foundation of the world. And He has a plan for me and my son Joshua that is so much bigger than April 2002. I needed to lay my Isaac down. I needed to take Joshua, take Trisomy 18, take my life and give it fully to God. Lord your way, not mine.

And I went to the garden, the Garden of Gethsemane and read as Jesus prayed to His Father before being lead to His death.

I got off of my bed. I knelt down with tears streaming down my face, sobs coming from deep within and I gave Joshua to the Lord. I gave Him my fears. I gave Him my pain. I gave Him my life in a way I never did before. And I prayed as Jesus did,

"Abba, Father, all things are possible for You. Take this cup away from Me; nevertheless, not what I will, but what You will." Mark 14:36

And a wave of peace washed over me unlike any I ever experienced before. The peace of the Holy Spirit. The peace that comes as we walk in obedience and submission to the will of our Father. The peace that surpasses understanding.

And so today, I celebrate Joshua. I celebrate my boy. I celebrate and give thanks to my Abba Father who loved me enough to be patient with me, to grow my faith, and to bless me with 119 glorious days with Joshua. I celebrate that as children of God, our lives don't end in the grave and that Joshua today is with our Heavenly Father, whole and perfect.

Today, I am on a whole new journey with breast cancer. But many parts are the same. This time, I'm not angry. I'm not bitter. I'm holding on to the very one who gave me breath. I'm taking the thoughts captive that Satan floods through my mind and the emotions that if not, checked at the gates of heaven, bring me into bondage. I will not let Satan have His way.

I have tried writing this post since 7:00 this morning. I awoke this morning with joy and throughout the day, I have watched Satan try to unravel me and distract me to the point of almost having an emotional breakdown. Satan took every part of my life this morning and began to throw darts and my shield of faith was down. I was weak and unarmed.

Around noon, God opened my eyes to Satan's tactics and through some precious people calling at just the right time, God used them to pray with me and turn me around.

My shield of faith is now held high. Victory is Gods. Joshua's life had purpose. By the grace of God, I can stand in this trail today because of Joshua. I rejoice today in his life and thank God for my beautiful baby boy!

Much love,


Sara said...

I can't help but cry as I read this Stacy... as another mom who has lost her son... I know ALL that entails... the wrestling, anger, bitterness at times, and deep pain. But PRAISE GOD... I also know the deep, wonderful work the Lord does in our hearts and lives through those trials. We are changed that is for sure.

Your Joshus was just precious... and look forward with you to the day when we arrive at our REAL HOME and are reunited with our sweet Sons and our precious Savior... praise God this world is not all there is for us... we have so much to look forward to.

Remembering your precious boy with you today... and praying for you!

babyrndeb said...

what a beautiful post....I think I may have to share it with two of my current patients. I have two that are expecting trisomy 18 babies and both have been asking what "she/he may look like" - I tried to reassure them that their baby is going to be beautiful but that fear of the unknown is just so strong.
Celebrating Joshua with you today. What a blessing he must have been

Mom to 9 Blessings! said...

Sweet and precious friend!

It just hit me today and I don't know why it never has before but Joshua was born one month before Jordan. I'm fighting back the tears as I cling to the cross with you!

I am celebrating Joshua's life with you and yours! I love you and praise God that we can rest in His faithfulness during these trials and give all thoughts to Him - knowing He will guide us so perfectly with His love!

Praying over you once again now!

I love you,
Happy Birthday precious Joshua - until we meet at home!

Debbie said...

I too celebrate Joshua's life with you. What a testamony of God's love and strength this story is. I am going to share this story with many as it is soo inspiring. It is soo difficult at times to keep a heavenly perspective when we are trapped in these earthly bodies. His love for us continues to overwhelming me....Debbie

Kelly said...

Happy Birthday Sweet Joshua!! We look forward to the day we can meet you in our Forever Home!

((HUGS)) to you Stacy

Tears, tears and more tears as I read your beautiful post. Thank you for being so real and honest about every emotion and trial you faced as you waited for your beloved son to arrive. It was 3 weeks after Liberty was born when we learned of her genetic condition so all I could focus on (at that time) was taking care of her 24/7. When she passed away and I came home to that 'empty' house and empty nursery - that's when it all started to set in. This was the point that the anger, questions, bitterness and confusion, etc set in... I feel this year God has changed me deeply from the inside out and for that I am absolutely thankful. Life truly wouldn't be as precious and sweet if we were never blessed with these angels...God is good all the time. All the time God is good!

I love you and will be lifting you up in prayer on this precious day.

Love and many, many hugs!

Stephanie said...

Thank you for the wonderful reminder that it is through our vulnerability and complete faith in God that we can find peace and comfort through the trials that life presents.

Reading your message -- especially the part about handing over you, Josh and your want of control over to God -- reminded me of a sermon I heard just this morning on the way back from the airport about not serving other gods and how they can so easily "sneak" their way into our everyday lives, one of the worst ones of them being self. How easy it can be to let our wants, desires, drives and motivations rule how we live our lives, and how we as Christians need to constantly assess every thought, impulse and action to ensure we are living a life centered solely on Him. He knows I've made my share of mistakes and I find the wrong thing to say can roll so easily off my tongue sometimes!

I'm relieved that you are remaining faithful, recognizing and addressing those negative feelings and emotions, are surrounded by so many that love and support you, and that you are able to find joy and comfort. I think about you and the family several times a day and ask God to give you unity in your upcoming decisions and reassurance of his grace. Know that you are loved and have many people that you've never met praying for you.

Happy Birthday Josh! Thanks for posting the additional photos of him, it was great to see more pics of his precious face.

Love you,

Nick, Stephanie & Cole

Emily said...

Powerful Stacy. Wow. Such a blessing. Thank you for sharing. Remembering precious Joshua . .

Peggy said...

Blessings Stacy... In tears, I ask do you respond to the heart of a mother like this who beautifully REMEMBERS and should!

Joshua is precious!!! Your words are beautiful and moving! Convicting as well...reading your message but hearing your heart, and I say a prayer for you, your family and the time we are all united together. A perfect ending...may you continue to find strength like that...and hold up your shield of faith and the victory! WOW! Thank you Joshua for gracing this place!

(((hugs))) Peace & love,

Janette@Janette's Sage said...

Beautiful testimony...I am sure it wa hard to write.
Blessings to celebrating your son!

I pray for healing on your cancer and strength for the journey

As a mother of six earthly children (five boys and one girl) and three heavenly babies, I too have experienced loss but in my heart goes out to you!

Thanks for stopping by my blog..I was strengthened by stopping by your!

I just finished going to You Tube and listening to "No Matter What" song and it really does say it all


lisasmith said...


What a beautiful tribute to a beautiful boy. I cannot wait to meet Joshua one day too! (And you, too =))

I weep with you today. I rejoice with you today.

I have been camped in Romans 6,7 ad 8 for a few weeks now. I love this testimony of our God's faithfulness. He will protect HIs righteous ones. May you rest today in the protection of His wings.

love, lisa

He & Me + 3 said...

This was just beautiful. Your son is precious...
Thank you for sharing Joshua's story as well as your journey of growing through the pain.
You have so many testimonies & God is using you in more ways than you know as you share them.

Susie said...

I remember Joshua- such a sweet baby! and I think of him often. :) Thanks for sharing this Stacy... the Lord ministered to my heart through your words. He brought me to this post at just the right time. :)
praying for you,