Solace Emmanuel

Solace Emmanuel

Early in August we got the joyful news our daughter was expecting our sixth grandchild. We were rejoicing and looking forward to a March trip to help out after baby arrived. Friday August 12, our daughter went in for a twelve week checkup at her midwife and no heart beat was found. Ultrasounds were ordered and confirmed this precious little one was no longer alive. The next day medication was given to expel this precious one who had went to dwell with God. The medications caused our daughter to hemorrhage to point of losing consciousness in ER. Blood transfusions and an emergency D & C stabilized her physically but left her and her husband’s hearts shattered with loss and grief.

Since they were unable to know the sex of this little one they name him/her Solace Emmanuel. Solace meaning “comfort” and Emmanuel meaning “God with us”.

In my processing this loss I wrote the following letter to Solace.

My dear Solace Emmanuel,

Your life ended as the blood heavily flowed. Oh so much more than a baby’s body was expelled in that gushing flow. Hopes, dreams and anticipations for a future that included you in our lives also hemorrhaged away. You were/are loved, you are missed and you are grieved for Solace.

As I was praying for your Mom, while she was in the hospital hemorrhaging, I so wished I could have spared her this pain. This pain and grief I have walked through three times  and know will be something she will carry with her for the rest of her life. I was so keenly reminded of the Heavenly Father, who did not spare His Beloved only Son, even knowing the pain, shed blood and punishment He would endure out of His great love for us. How the Father knew from His Son’s death would spring forth life and redemption. While I cannot spare my daughter this pain, I pray that God will work His glorious plan of redeeming grace, love and refining in your Mommy and Daddy as they walk through the shadowlands of loss and grief. I pray that your brief life would work changes in them, in your siblings, in Papi and I that would have eternal benefits.

I know the three I lost changed me, and changed Papi just like the loss of you dear Solace, will forever change your parents. My losses showed me how precious and fragile life is, they developed compassion in me for others walking this lonely path of loss from a grief the world either does not recognize or feels too uncomfortable to talk about and does not publicly grieve as we do other loved ones that die.  It grew my dependence on God as I learned how to grieve and find comfort in the laments of the Psalms. I learned to pray “Thy will be done”, though my heart was shattering into a million pieces. I experienced firsthand how God is near to the broken-hearted and how He can comfort and carry me in my hard and broken places. Through loss and grief I learned new facets of His faithfulness, His sovereignty and His goodness.


Solace, you will be remembered. Every March 1st I will think of as your birthday and think of the possible milestones of your life. My last wee one lost was to have been born in February 1988. She would have been a few months older than my niece Lydia. At occasions like Lydia’s learning to read, school graduations, wedding day I would pause in the midst of the joy and remember the one who left before any milestones outside my womb. Just as your Mama will,in the years to come,sweet Solace, have the bittersweet moments of recalling you and your short precious life.

So dear Solace Emmanuel celebrate the eternal joy, as you do not see through a glass darkly, but you clearly see our Savior face to face. 

Much Love,


This song Thy Will Be Done has ministered to me. The singer Hilary Scott wrote this after suffering her own loss of a child to miscarriage.



2 thoughts on “Solace Emmanuel

  1. Oh, Debbie, (or should I call you Petitpea?),

    I just noticed this blog and read it, and now my heart is grieving with you and your whole family. Though I have suffered through many things in my life that caused me to crumble before the Lord and wail for his comfort, this is one heartache I have never personally known. Yet somehow while reading this beautiful tribute to a tiny life that never had the comfort of snuggling in his mother’s arms or finding ample nourishment at his mother’s breast to create the bond that becomes inseparable over time, I somehow felt it. It was a crushing grief!
    But at the same time, because we know our Savior, this grief was wrapped in the most wonderful hope. Our kind of hope is what we know and can be certain of, not a kind of wishful thinking. I believe it’s true that in the final day, before the restoration of all things, we will experience just how quickly our earthly lives passed by. And along with the Father, we will finally be home, and understand how a thousand days could be as one day! On that day you will meet Solace Emmanuel and learn from him and your own “lost” tiny ones what they have been doing during the wait for your homecoming!
    God Bless you. May His solace be with you at all times!

    Tish H.


    • Tish,
      Thanks. Having lost three babies myself I was so sad my daughter had to walk through this as well as the loss of that grandchild. Our daughter had a daughter born last summer while that is a thing to rejoice over, it doesn’t replace the one she lost. God as our hope and anchor has been invaluable in all the hard situations and losses that happen in this breathe of life here on earth. Eternity with our God will be magnificent!


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