We miss him. We love him. We look forward to the day when we will once again see him face to face. Our child, our son.
Matthew Isaac
delivered March 14, 2006 3:45 a.m.
he weighed 4 ounces and was 6-1/2 inches long
delivered March 14, 2006 3:45 a.m.
he weighed 4 ounces and was 6-1/2 inches long
He now rests in the arms of the Lord in the majesty of heaven
March 14, 2006
At 3:45 in the morning, today, you were delivered. Your daddy, Aunt Demma and Aunt Ginger were with me ~ their support, hugs, laughter and prayers were an incredible blessing for my heart as I had to deliver you ~ my fourth child ~ who had already gone HOME to be with the Lord.
You are my fourth son - a boy! Your name is Matthew Isaac Eastman. Matthew means “gift from God" and Isaac means "laughter". What a precious, precious gift it was from the Lord to know you are a boy. Your identity and individuality are so important to me.
Your brothers are grieving the loss of you ~ they will never be able to hold you, kiss your face, teach you to play baseball, build with Lego's or just laugh uncontrollably with you. But one day, they will see their little brother face to face in the glory and splendor of heaven. How they will run to you, Matthew!
You were so wanted ~ you were so loved ~ and you are so missed.
One of our best friends, Bruce Garner, is coming to dedicate you to the Lord. He is a pastor, a man of character and a dear friend who loves us. There is no one else we would want to stand with us as we commit your little life to the Living God.
I love you, Matthew. It was so hard to see you ~ so tiny ~ so fragile. I could not hug you or kiss you or touch you the way a mother longs to do with her child. All I could do was hold your tiny form and look at the beautiful design of God's hand ~ every part of you was fully formed. Your hands and feet had little fingers and toes smaller than grains of rice. Your little mouth was in the shape of a circle as if you were singing. I saw your knees, your arms, your face ~ there is not a part of you that my eyes missed, though swimming in tears. My teeny tiny perfect baby who was taken home early in our time but perfectly in the Lord's.
What a treasure for my heart to keep, knowing that you have seen the eyes of the Father! Your eyes have beheld heaven in all of its glory. I can't wait for you to show me your favorite places!
They just brought you to us ... Bruce is here. Just watching them push you towards me made my heart leap ~ my baby, my son, is with me again. Though I know it is simply a shell, it is hard to let you go. I want you with me forever.
Thank you, Matthew Isaac, for giving us 112 days of joy and hope and love. The Lord formed you. He knew you before you were conceived and He numbered your days ... though we would ask for a million more, these days have been precious. Every change in my body, every change in yours thrilled my heart and made me love you more.
I love you, my son, my baby, my child ...
forever and always, Mommy
"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:18