A Collector's Story
People are drawn to Precious Moments for all kinds of reasons, some very personal. Our friend Zoey shared with us how a trip to the Precious Moments Chapel touched her heart in a very special way. Read with a box of tissues! To the Precious Moments Family, Last summer my family and I drove fromTexas and visited the Precious Moments Chapel in Carthage. I was excited, but more excited for my mother who had collected figurines for years and hadn’t been to the Chapel in a long time. Little did I know my life would change that day. I firmly believe God brought me there to heal a place in my heart that had become numb. Some time ago, my mother had two miscarriages and then found out she was pregnant with twins. She was scared, but overjoyed because God’s promise was being fulfilled in a way she never thought it would be. Sadly, one day she noticed symptoms of a miscarriage and rushed to a hospital. Both babies were gone. The ultrasound screen was empty. She shook her fist at God every day, until one day He laid a scripture on her heart; Psalm 91:4. Even though she didn’t know why God had given her this specific verse, it was all she had to hold on to. A few months later after having blood work done, something was noticed by the lab and they summoned her immediately. Her team of doctors feared the worst and immediately began an ultrasound to try and detect what they thought was a tubal pregnancy. Again, she found herself laying on the table reliving the heartbreak of losing four babies. The ultrasound tech looked nervous as she watched the screen and fetched a doctor. He came in, ran the ultrasound, and in a state of shock said, “Mrs. Henderson, you had triplets. Not twins.” As her heart began to break at the loss of another child, the doctor turned the screen so that she could see a once empty womb. There were now two sacs with no babies, and a baby almost a trimester along. In that moment, a heartbeat rang in that room. A womb that was once empty, now showed the two babies that once lived and one that was hidden the entire time. My mother and grandmother (who was there with her) tell me it was as if they could audibly hear Heaven rejoicing on December 16, 1998. A little over 6 months later I was born – totally healthy and a miracle nonetheless. Years later, I found myself questioning God. Why was I the one spared? Why were my twin siblings taken away from me? Every birthday I thought about them. Every Christmas I wondered how different it would be had God allowed my mother to carry them. They had no name and no gender, yet I found myself emotionally devastated over the loss of people I’d never met. As senior year came along, my mind was preoccupied with college applications and graduating, so I shoved the hurt away.
The following summer we made our trip to Carthage. I noticed a sense of peace about the land where the Precious Moments Chapel is located. The moment I stepped in front of the “Hallelujah Square” mural in the Chapel, I began to let out emotions I forgot I had built up. In that moment, my devastation turned to joy. I rejoiced that my siblings would never know anything but the presence of God. I rejoiced that the emotions I felt staring at that mural is all they would ever feel. I rejoiced that one day my parents and myself would be able to be with them eternally. Thank you for giving such a beautiful gift to the world through your ministry at the Chapel. My heart has finally found peace. I can’t wait to go back. Zoey Henderson “He will cover you with his feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge; His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.” ~ Psalm 91:4
Photo courtesy of the Henderson Family.
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