Miscarriage

September 30, 2015
by George Osborn

I have been a Dad three times yet I’ve never met one of my children. No I didn’t put them up for adoption or fall out with their Mother I have been through three miscarriages, the latest is still quite raw.

One of the things I have noticed in this process is how often this subject is taboo, how often we don’t talk about it. Its not until you have a miscarry until you realise that many others have been in the same boat as you, 1 in 4 pregnancies end in miscarriage. The statistics for a recurrent miscarriage (three or more) drop to 1% and while there are some options should there be medical reasons for these miscarries there is little that can be done for the emotional pain.

I guess I write this blog in the hope that there is someone else out there in the same pain and frustration and that we can journey together. If that is you, you will get through this there is light in the dark and there is still hope. I will be honest with you I have cried out to God, asked him why am I praying for one thing and you give me another, why does your word say that a father when his child asks doesn’t give him a scorpion if he asks for bread (Luke 11), yet I have asked for a child and you seem to be taking them from us. I have sat there in tears as I think about all the times people have said what a good Father I would be yet God you seem to be holding this back. I too have prayed for my wife who has been battered by the pain of loss and disappointed, I have even watched her on the side of the road miscarry our child. I can’t tell you how painful that is to watch the one you love in such pain and have no control over it. I have shaken my fists, listened to countless stories of others who have ‘made it’, received the awkward look as people realise you have miscarried again. Please don’t mistake this for a rant of self-pity though that has been there too, please hear this as an honest account of the emotions and frustrations in the hope that that someone out there will resonate and know its ok, its ok to feel that way, its ok to ask God why, and its ok as a man to cry.

Through it all I have heard God’s still small voice say ‘its ok I have you and Kate’. He has guided me to the cross and as I’ve looked he has helped me realise that he knows the pain of loss, he knows the pain of losing a Son. As I have sat there at the cross I have seen a Jesus who entered into the pain of death, into loss, into futility and hurt. He has not run away or simply told me to man up and get on with it. He knows and he says never will I leave you or forsake you, that this is not condemnation but that your suffering is producing something far greater in you than you can imagine, that ultimately suffering is not futile that it has purpose and that he is going to walk with us through it.

It makes me smile to think that my three children are waiting for me in heaven, that I am a Father I’m just yet to meet them, when I do I will be their Father forever, God will be our Father forever always loving even in the mess. I look forward to seeing him face to face, to receiving his hand as it wipes away the tears and all will make sense. Till that time I refuse to give up hope, keep fighting the good fight of faith.

2 comments

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    Dear George and Kate,

    There are no words…..just love and hugs and prayers, and telling you that the fact that you have the strength to now share this , is such an amazing thing!!!

    We praise and thank God for you both, and the fact that he has clearly ministered to you through this and that you both can look forward to meeting your three children in heaven is such a blessing and encouragement to us too!!!!

    Thank you for being the light that you always are !!! And we know that as this world gets darker you are going to shine brighter and brighter!!!!…That is your calling,……. Praise God for you, and bless you both….Sending you and Kate so much love in our mighty Saviours name…..

    Keith and Jen xxxxx

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    “…He knows the pain of losing a Son.” Wow. That brought it home for me. After going through four miscarriages, I find peace in knowing that it’s not usually like this, but also in knowing that I’m not completely alone. What a blessing to worship a God who truly knows our sorrows and is acquainted with our grief.

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