My youngest nephew is a rainbow baby.
Throughout the years after his older sister was born, I would often hear my brother-in-law say that he wanted to have more children. Whenever he held a baby, you could lovingly see a smile fill his face, quickly followed by a glance towards my sister with a dreamy gaze in his eyes. My niece and my nephew are quite a few years apart, so needless to say, news of my nephew’s arrival came with joy-filled anticipation and wonder.
For some time, my sister had seen a little boy in her dreams. She described him to me as the most beautiful little boy she had ever seen. His life filled many prayers, and when she spoke of him she did so with anticipation, excitement, pride and admiration for the gift that his miraculous life would bring. My sister would birth a son, and he would fill their days with smiles, wonder and endless joy.
I still remember when the news came of the baby we didn’t get to meet. It was a time of rejoicement, of counting the weeks and months ahead, and of anticipation for one of life’s greatest gifts to come. This child my sister now carried in her womb, she’d already spent time with in her dreams. And that child’s life, would soon find it’s home in heaven. Read on to learn more about the journey that followed, and how faith-filled, silent prayers nurtured a BRAVE new, miraculous life.