“What Scripture can I give to comfort someone who is mourning the death of a baby?”
That question that a reader sent me not long ago took me back in time to the death of my own baby Laura.
For those who have experienced the death of a child, there are no words to take away the gaping black hole where love once lived.
God loves us more deeply than pain — no matter what type of pain — can ever hurt us. He shines light into the painful darkness and illuminates the power and comfort of His love for us.
Instead of blaming God, we learn to trust Him.
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We can trust Someone who has experienced the kind of pain we are suffering.
Jesus understands our pain.
His was much worse. He chose to be born — just to die — so that we could live.
He was called a “man of sorrows” (Isaiah 53:3).
The Father understands pain a billion times more than we do because He “gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life” (John 3:16).
The Father and Jesus voluntarily gave up a relationship that existed for eternity past.
There are no human relationships that compare to the Trinity; thus, God’s suffering was infinitely worse than the sorrow we have felt from the loss of our loved one.
When we are God’s children, we know that the loss is only temporary. Someday, God “will wipe away every tear,” and “death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore” (Revelations 21:4).
God’s promises — and His power give us reason to live in great hope.
In God is the hope that defies death and carries us out of the chamber of sorrow.
The Father, who is now caring for my baby Laura, is giving her perfect joy. She has no sorrow.
My Heavenly Father holds me in His strong arms when I am hurting, just as I would hold Laura if she were still here with me.
I would never wish less for her — and God does not wish less for me.
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God” (2 Corinthians 1:3-4).