I'm amazed at how my Savior can take any and every circumstance around me to show me more about him. My prayer has always been that this journey of life I'm on would continually bring honor and glory to him, so by using every opportunity; my mistakes, my successes, and my day-to-day adventures, he teaches me how to use it for his glory. This life he blessed me with is ALL about him! So, these are my thoughts, my heart cries, and my lessons from his glorious Word. These are the teachable moments from my Savior!

Psalm 25:4-5 "Show me your ways, LORD, teach me your paths. Guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long."

Friday, April 18, 2014

~ Hannah Sharon DeHass, April 18, 1996 ~


April 18, 1996, started off beautifully! I woke up that morning excited as I felt my son moving around in my belly. It was a glorious feeling and one that I didn't know if I would ever experience. After years of infertility and the devastating loss of my first child through miscarriage, I had reached five and a half months in my pregnancy with Ben and my dreams of becoming a mom were finally coming true! To top it off, my sister, Stephanie, was also pregnant and due any second! Excitement was in the air and lots of visions of baby booties and rocking chairs were in my head.

Shortly after I woke up, we received the call that my sister was in labor. I could hardly wait to get to the hospital to welcome my newest niece or nephew. I was finally able to be excited about going to the maternity ward knowing that I would be there soon having my own child.

That beautiful morning quickly turned to a horrible nightmare as the elevators doors opened and I saw my mom standing there crying. What came out of her mouth, still to this day, crushes my heart.

"They couldn't detect the baby's heartbeat. The ultrasound shows that the baby has died."

That phrase entered us into a heart wrenching day of grief and loss. Spending the day in the waiting room of the maternity ward is supposed to be exciting awaiting newborn cries and passing out candy cigars. This waiting room was turned into a room full of mourners questioning how this could happen.

How could the cord that is supposed to provide life in the womb to this precious baby be the very thing that takes this baby's life?

It couldn't be real. It had to be a terrible nightmare.

But it was real and we were thrust right into the middle of the nightmare.

Walking into my sister's hospital room seeing the devastation on her face still breaks my heart. The pain and agony she endured through hours of labor only to hold her baby daughter in her arms, lifeless, seems more than anyone should bear. Instead of preparing pink bows and frilly clothes at the end of the day, we were preparing for a funeral. Instead of loading a baby seat in the car, we were putting it away and grieving the emptiness. Instead of celebrating new life, we were mourning death.

Hannah Sharon DeHass left this world on the day of her birth, April 18, 1996, and entered the arms of Jesus.

So here we are, 18 years later and I remember it like it was yesterday. The pain is still there but so is the tremendous hope that I will see my niece again. I think of my sister today and her amazing strength and courage. She didn't give up. She put her hope in the Lord. She is my hero and I love her so much!

Today, I pause in honor of my sweet niece, Hannah, and picture her twirling around in a beautiful dress on the streets of glory. I see her happy and whole as she runs straight into the arms of Jesus...her Abba...her Daddy!

Happy 18th Birthday, sweet girl! Aunt Alli loves you!

Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”
Matthew 19:14 (NIV)


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