Weeping For The Children

Weeping For The Children

As I read through Matthew chapter 2 this morning, I am reminded of the loss, of the weeping for my own children.

Herod was a wicked ruler. The Magi travel to the land of Herod asking a question; “where is he who has been born king?” They are not looking for a baby who would one day become king. They are looking for a baby who was born king.

This offended Herod. He convinces the Magi to let him know when and where they find this king because he wants to worship as well. Herod doesn’t even send along soldiers to make sure the Magi return. In the end, God himself needs to break in and inform the Magi in a dream not to return and tell Herod. This indicates the Magi had not picked up on Herod’s deception.

Herod is so mad that he orders all the male children 2 years and younger to be murdered. The commentaries I read say that the Jews were very low in number at this time. They estimate that a dozen or so boys would have been killed during this execution. Matthew indicates by his reference to Jeremiah that the mothers in Bethlehem were so very sad by the loss of their precious children. They wept loudly and refused to be comforted.

I know the loss of children. Two years ago today we found out our baby boy Justice had died in my wife’s womb. One year ago yesterday, we found out our baby girl Mercy had trisomy 13. We have had many times of loud weeping over the past two years. We have had times when we refused to be comforted. But we have hope!

We have hope because the King was born in Bethlehem! The dozen or so boys whose lives were sacrificed for the King, have indeed been brought to eternal bliss and joy because of the King’s sacrifice for them. Their lives were an offering. Their lives came as a result of sin. The King life was the ultimate offering. The King came as a result of sin. The ladies who lost their boys 2000 years ago refused to be comforted. It is hard during times of loss to look beyond the immediate pain to eternal hope and joy. But that is exactly what we must do in times of loss. Because the King came, we have hope! Because the King came, our weeping and loud lamentations can be turned to worship and adoration for the One who fled to Nazareth.


Dashed To Pieces By God

  • Read Job 16

This chapter really helps us to know what Job is feeling in his pain. He tells his friends that they are miserable comforters (verse 2). He says of God in verses 9 and 12–14:

Job 16:9a He has torn me in his wrath and hated me; he has gnashed his teeth at me;

Job 16:12–14 I was at ease, and he broke me apart; he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces;he set me up as his target; his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior.

I have not felt this way in the midst of our sufferings as a family. I read these verses to Karie (my wife) and she said she has felt the way Job felt. Hard things. Knowing God is sovereign over everything in all of creation, including our suffering, is both comforting and painful at the same time. Being dashed to pieces by an all loving and sovereign God is much better than by a madman. God has good purpose in all he does, including throwing his most faithful servant Job against a rock. 

Though He Slay Me

Though He Slay Me

“Though he slay me, I will hope in him;” (Job 13:15a ESV).

This cry from Job could have just as easily been spoken from the mouth of Jesus. On the cross, Jesus was slain by his father. “It was the will of the Lord to crush him (Jesus)” Isaiah 53:10a. Jesus, like Job, could hope in no other. If it be the father’s will to crush me, then crushed I shall be; for whom else shall I hope in, where else shall I go, or what else shall I do?

When we lost our son Justus, we were crushed. My beloved wife felt as though she had been slain. So many emotions, so many thoughts, so much passion flows in and through a mother who holds life in her womb. Then in an instant to find out that life has been taken from you destroys something deep inside the broken mommy. Karie felt slain. But, just as Job hoped in God, just as Jesus hoped in his Father; my beloved hoped in the only one who could raise the dead. She knew that she could not fill herself with hope. She knew that she could not raise her sorrowing soul to life once again. She was slain, and needed to be raised by the only one who has the power to bring life from death.

Morning by morning Karie went to the Word of God looking for her Lord. Months of looking, months of seeking, searching, and crying; he came. “Those who seek, find.” Be encouraged suffering saint whomever you are. God is never far from the broken hearted. Keep crying, keep seeking, keep searching for God through His Word. He will be found by you. Where else shall you go? Whom else shall you hope? Though he slay you, yet you will hope in HIM.

Though He Slay Me, Shane And Shane

True Love Conquers!

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. (‭Romans‬ ‭8‬:‭37–39‬ ESV)

This passage of Scripture is one of the most encouraging in all of the Bible. True, blood purchased love conquers anything! We are told that because of God’s inseparable love for us, we can do nothing other than ultimately conquer anything! No angel, demon, or human ruler will defeat us. Nothing that haunts us from our past, nor anything coming in the future will destroy us. No power, nor elevation, nor depth, nor anything else in all of creation can cause us defeat. Because of God’s love for us in Jesus, we WILL CONQUER! LOVE CONQUERS!

The main truth of this passage enables us to reason back to human love through Jesus. The love Karie and I have for our children is true, blood purchased love. This love cannot be severed and removed out of our hearts for any reason. Nothing can seperate our children from us because the love we have for them is blood purchased and true. No rebellion, no devil, nor demon can cause ultimate seperation. No human ruler, no haunting past, nor any future event can sever and destroy love. No power, no distance, no sickness or health, not even life itself can cut asunder the love we have for them. And because nothing in all of creation can separate our love from our children; they WILL CONQUER! They may stumble and fall down. They may run and hide. They may bar their teeth and bite. They may lay comatose on a gurney gasping their last breath. But they will conquer.

“And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.” (Philippians 1:6)

AMEN! Come Lord Jesus! COME!

10-27-13 An Eagle Named Humpty

Job 5:17-18

“ Behold, blessed is the one whom God reproves;

therefore despise not the discipline of the Almighty.

For he wounds, but he binds up;

he shatters, but his hands heal.

I read this Lord’s Day that I am not to despise the discipline of the Almighty. This means that my family is not to become loathsome, bitter, angry, or to melt away from this season of suffering. Instead, we are to be happy and feel blessed. Seems kind of strange doesn’t it?

He has surely wounded and shattered us these past couple of days; yet he has done it with purpose. He intends to bind up our wounds and put back together what he has shattered. Why do it then? If he would just fix what he broke then what really is the point?

I find comfort in learning that when God binds up what he breaks, he makes it stronger.

Isaiah 30:26 Moreover, the light of the moon will be as the light of the sun, and the light of the sun will be sevenfold, as the light of seven days, in the day when the Lord binds up the brokenness of his people, and heals the wounds inflicted by his blow.

I understand this may be talking about the ultimate healing of God’s people when he brings them to heaven where there is no more crying, pain or suffering; this is the ultimate place of binding. But we can learn that God is a God who loves to make what he broke stronger by seven-fold. This does not indicate to me that God will make my family weaker because we are broken, but rather seven times as strong. This indeed brings joy and happiness into my soul.

Understanding that God is sovereign over all suffering brings me comfort as well. I would be in despair and probably bitter if I believed that this suffering was either the work of the Devil, or just plain bum luck from a fallen creation. Where would the purpose be then? We learn by reading Job that the Devil can indeed have incredible power. But more than that, we learn that whatever things the Devil may do, they are allowed by God. God issues the Devil a permit to wound so that he can bind seven times stronger. This brings glory my God who has shattered my little family.

I love you Lord and thank you for another day!

The Lord doesn’t just put Humpty Dumpty back together again, he turns that broken egg into a soaring eagle! Praise the Lord!

10-26-13 My Prayer This Morning

1 Peter 5:6-11 “Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober- minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen.”

O’ Lord, You desire for me and my family to humble ourselves under your mighty hand. We have felt the strength of your hand pressing upon our heart these past couple of days. It is a crushing power that is painful and hard, as your hand is so mighty. You desire for us to not wiggle and squirm out of where you have placed us, and so we rest and linger a while longer. We will bear the weight of your hand today because you tell us that at the proper time, you will exalt us. I do not know how it will be but I trust by faith that it will be, for your word tells me so.

I cast my anxieties upon you afresh this morning. I feel anxious that the darkness may come upon us again. I feel anxious that you may cause another pregnancy and then take from us yet another precious baby. I confess that my flesh does not want this pain again. I confess that it may be easier to be influenced by the sway of the world that tells me to prevent any further children from coming. I confess the truth that being pro-life means that I and my family are actually to be “for” children, all children. And I would not stay true to our resolve if we prevented you from causing life to grow once again. I confess that this is hard and that I sway. But I say “yes” by faith and cast my doubts and fears upon you because you care for me. You care for my family and especially my beloved wife who has offered her body to you as a living sacrifice.

You desire for us to be sober-minded and not given over to our emotions. We are to be watchful because we can not forget that we are in a battle over truth. You tell me that the devil is prowling around like a roaring lion seeking to destroy and devour my family. I am to resist him and his lies. He is the father of lies, and being anxious is something that I am not suppose to do. I am to cling in faith to Jesus who is for me and not against me. I am to resist the lie that we are the only people in the world who are suffering. You word tells me that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by other Christians throughout the entire world. You have confirmed this as well by people who have communicated to us that they too are or have suffered the same weight of your heavy hand. We are not alone and that is true. I am to resist the lie that this suffering will not end. Your word tells me that after we have suffered a little while, you, who are the God of all grace, will restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish us once again. You have called us to eternal glory in Christ.

To you be the dominion! You dominate us by your power. You dominate us by your truth. You dominate us by suffering. You dominate us forever and ever for your glorious name sake. Be glorified though our suffering! Be blessed and honored through our pain. You care for us and for all of your beloved children who are feeling the weight of your mighty hand.

I love you and thank you for this opportunity to know you more. I believe that you have granted our son Justus an eternal glory in Christ! As our pastor prayed for us to know that you hinder not the little children from coming to you. Yes and Amen!

We rest another day in the love and joy of Christ! And in His mighty and glorious name we pray. Amen

10-25-13 Justus Has Had Justice

Psalm 139:11-12

If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,

and the light about me be night,”

even the darkness is not dark to you;

the night is bright as the day,

for darkness is as light with you.

I remember ascending one time in an airplane one on a day that was dark and dreary. I wondered how the pilot could see anything at all as we were consumed in darkness. As we continued pressing upward an interesting thing happened, the night was now as bright as the day. It was not nighttime, but the darkness below made it seem like it was. But now, with precision clarity I could see that above the dark clouds stood a steady and bright sun that was there all along. It was the same brightness, it had just been hidden from me because of the storm below.

I have a fear that darkness will come and cover my family in the days to come. The pain of the previous few days comes over me and my wife like a flood at times. As we lay next to each other this morning, we both began again to cry as we recalled how hard it was to leave my son’s body behind when we took our final steps out of our hospital room. I had leaned down and whispered, “good-bye my son, your daddy loves you;” and my wife, through tears said “I will see you again someday.” We each left moments apart from one another, as I went down to fetch the van and warm it from sitting in 30 degree Minnesota weather. I had not known what my wife said to our son before we talked about it this morning.

2 Corinthians 4:6 says “For God, who said, ‘let light shine out of darkness,’ has shown in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.”

Jesus has shown in my heart. He tells me that darkness shall cover me and that the light about me shall be to me like night. Then he reminds me that darkness is not darkness to God. For even the darkest night is to God, bright as the lightest day. And last he whispers through Psalm 139, “darkness is as light with you.”

When the light of the gospel is nestled in my heart, I see the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. Knowing that my Savior was crushed with pain as he bore the shame and agony which brought the curse of death upon mankind brings me comfort this morning. Death comes as a result of sin. My son Justus committed no sin, nor was their any deceit found in his little heart that stopped beating. Yet contained in my seed lies a corrupt nature that was passed down to his little broken body. I can not pass down life without passing down death. I am under the curse of death, yet I hope in the promise of life. I know that my sin did not put my son to death, yet I know that without sin, there would be no death. Oh this is hard!

Jesus died for mine and my wife’s sin. My seed cannot become death free, but it has become debt free. The debt has been paid at Calvary for me and so my son will owe nothing in the courtroom of God’s justice. Justus has had justice when Jesus cried “it is finished!”

“Darkness is as light with you!” Help us though another day!

10-24-13 Despising The Shame

Hebrews 12:2 “looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.”

We have returned home safe and sound from delivering our 16 week old still born baby boy. His name is Justus Samuel David. He was 5-1/4” long and 1.2 ounces. He was absolutely beautiful. I have decided (for now) to refrain from posting a picture. He died in his mother’s womb in the 14th week and so he may be hard to look at to some. We were able to see all of his fingers and toes. We could see his shoulder muscles and fingernails. We could see his jaw bone and ears. He even had his mouth and one open eye. The entire process was the hardest thing either my wife or I have ever been through. The emotional pain in nearly unbearable, except for one person who helped us all along the way.

Jesus is nearer to us now then he has ever been. We were overwhelmed with all of the love we were shown from family, friends and strangers. The delivery process became very painful for my wife. It is amazing to have seen how God gave her strength and perseverance to continue on. The strength came through our prayers and your prayers. The strength came though a devotional on suffering, the singing of Shane and Shane, and from numerous portions of God’s Word.

One particular portion that was quoted more than any other verse in the Bible was Hebrews 12:2. This became to us such a source of strength that it fed the fires of every other means of grace. Particularly we came to understand that the word “despised” means “to think little of.” Jesus hung naked and wounded on the hill of Golgatha. He was the pinnacle of “shame,” yet we learn that he thought little about it; “he despised it!”

Knowing that truth meant everything to us. Knowing that Jesus thought little of the shame he faced gave us the resolve to think little of our every hinderance to our comfort. If you have ever given birth to a still-born child; I can tell you now with experience that nothing about it is comfortable. Jesus did not intend for us to be comfortable and so we resolved to think little of each shameful and humiliating moment. Words can not express to you the power God gave us though this truth from his Word.

Jesus is the one who helped us through this painful and agonizing experience. He is the one we “looked to.” He is the founder and perfecter of our faith. And if he could endure the cross where he was put to death for all of mine and my wife’s shame; surely we could endure our momentary affliction. Jesus has spared our little baby boy from seeing and experiencing the sin of this world. It is the most loving thing he could have done for Justus.

Thank you so much for every entrance into the throne of grace you made on our behalf. We were loved so much through you!

Scott and Karie David