In the darkness comes the light

D`Undria - Houston, Texas
Entered on February 28, 2009
Age Group: Under 18
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There has been a whirl-wind of events in my life over the years. I have had my ups and down despite how young I am. I have my own small set of experiences the I’ve been through, but the experience that sticks out in my mind that caused me to have my new belief has nothing to do with me per say.

Several months ago my aunt lost her first baby. Losing a family member, let alone a child is a hard pill to swallow in itself. She announced to my immediate family and I that she was pregnant at the end of 2008 just before Christmas. As you can imagine, we were ecstatic about this occurrence and to top everything off, it was a boy!

Over the next few months after the pregnancy was announced to us we, and when I say we I mean my entire family, started to plan for this wonderful new addition to our family. I even helped my aunt pick out his name, Jace Lyndon Woodard.

When my aunt reached her five month mark, Jace started to come down into the labor position. The doctors tried to make him move up, but in about two weeks that proved to be a lost cause. Jace was on his way into the world a little too soon one early morning unexpectedly.

The moment that Jace was born, he was gone in that same instance. As you can imagine, the family was devastated. However, the real question on everybody’s mind was not how they would cope but how would my aunt handle this. How she handled the entire experience showed me how in the darkest of times, you truly find yourself. She poured herself into the bible and turned to God for help. Every day, after she lost Jace, she read the bible and prayed. Along with the loss of Jace she had other undesired things happening in her life. She discovered that with the help of God and a little faith she could make it through anything.

Over the short amount of years that I have spent on this earth, I have noticed that dark times help you see the smallest glimmer of light. No matter how dark and in-travelable the road may seem, the paths you reveal lead you to your true self. In the depths of every person is a strength that only desperate times can bring out. Faith in yourself goes a long way. In the worst of times, you find who you truly are.