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2: After David

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The 'God Stuff'
1: After Kathryn's Death

My memory recalls that Kathryn's death was simple and straightforward (although not easy) for me to deal with; that I worked through the issues fairly quickly and that God spoke to me pretty soon after her loss, which made a huge difference to me.

My Diary has a better memory! On 7th June 1997, three months after Kathryn's birth/death, I admitted to my Diary that I had been 'avoiding God'. By that, I think I mean that I hadn't wanted to have any kind of in-depth conversation with Him about what happened. I thought I was dealing with it pretty well in my own way!

I wrote in my Diary on 7th June, partly to record a 'conversation' with God that took place a week earlier. Although I had been steering clear of God, He had other ideas and was just waiting around for a chance to say something.

I was sitting on one of the rowing machines at the gym. I said, 'God, where are you anyway?'. He said, 'Here. Where did you think I'd be? I've been wanting to talk to you for ages, but every time I try, you run away'. Then it was like God had his chance, I was listening and he took it.

He was saying how my hopes and ideas and dreams for Kathryn were just that: vague hope and dreams. But that he'd had concrete, specific plans for her. His plan for her was for life, not death. He'd already planned how she should have grown - what she would have become.

He told me that He didn't take her - but that He did receive her.

He told me that the main purpose of her life was to know Him... that the location wasn't the way He'd planned it, but that she was doing what He'd made her to do - she knew Him.

This long, completely unexpected, 'speech' was something of a shock to me, to say the least. I had to leave the gym as my tears were becoming a little obvious - followed closely by my very concerned husband who, to date, still doesn't believe in the existence of God.

In retrospect, this brief experience was one of the most significant 'keys' in my coping with the loss of our first baby. It wasn't always easy after this, but God had managed to get involved again, which really, really, helped.

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When H [church minister], spoke at Kathryn's funeral, he talked about heaven and mentioned about God wiping all tears from their eyes [Revelation 7:17]. I imagined God doing that for Kathryn. I was angry. I was jealous that he was doing for her, all the things I wanted to do - all the things I should have done. In a way, it helped to know that God had planned for me to do those things, too.

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On Saturday 2nd August 1997, I went to a Christian meeting, about which I later wrote: I enjoyed that more than I've enjoyed any 'meeting' for quite a while. I felt like God wasn't about to 'challenge' me - He was just happy at my being there. It was enough just to worship Him.

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Around that time too, I read a book called 'The Ragamuffin Gospel' by Brennan Manning. I copied several quotations from that book into my diary, as it really encouraged me. Then I wrote this: I think the truth is that I'm not satisfied with a 'victorious limp'. It's not good enough for me just to keep going. I feel the limp and sit down so God won't notice! Stupid really, when God just wants me to keep going. I don't have to 'run', just 'continue'.

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