My brother Max and sister-in-law Sara were supposed to give birth to their third child, Zephyr Max Moyer, this morning at 8 AM. But four days ago, they found out his heart had stopped beating because of a knot in the umbilical cord. Such shock and devastation -- that sacred baby and the journey his parents have begun.
The kids and I are in DC (Ben comes tomorrow) with nearly my whole family. What an anchor the sweetness of being together right now is. On Saturday morning, I stood in the kitchen scooping coffee into my parents' coffee maker. My dad was still upstairs sleeping (he picked us up at 1AM), my mom was at Max and Sara's, and the kids sat at the table. I was struck: I have come with my own children to stand near my grown siblings and weep for a child lost. A baby is gone who will mark us and change Max and Sara forever. This familiar house hasn't held us like this before.
We covet your prayers, especially for Max and Sara.