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Grace Marchman
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12/24/08 1:47 am - 12/24/08 3:35 pm |
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Fayetteville, Georgia (GA) - Full T13 |
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A Memorial Service for
Grace Marchman
Welcome: Rev. Marty Smith
Song: Lisa Mitchell
Chris Rice - Untitled Hymn (Come To Jesus) Lyrics
Weak and wounded sinner
Lost and left to die
O, raise your head, for love is passing by
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live!
Now your burden's lifted
And carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stain, so
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live!
And like a newborn baby
Don't be afraid to crawl
And remember when you walk
Sometimes we fall...so
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live!
Sometimes the way is lonely
And steep and filled with pain
So if your sky is dark and pours the rain, then
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live!
O, and when the love spills over
And music fills the night
And when you can't contain your joy inside, then
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live!
And with your final heartbeat
Kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side, and
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus and live!
Testimony: Barry Marchman (Father)
We knew the storm was coming. It was as if we could hear the
distant rumblings and see the lightning flashing across the
horizon. We knew it could be bad.
We cried out to God.
Like the leper in the Gospels crying out to Jesus, we cried,
“God if you are willing, you can deliver us from this
storm!” We hoped he would say, as he said to the leper, “I
am willing.”
He did not.
As the weeks went on, the clouds got thicker and more
ominous with each visit to the doctor. At first it was just
a cleft lip and palate, then a whole host of problems. The
storm was definitely coming.
We thought of Jesus praying in the garden the night before
his crucifixion. His storm was coming. “God, if there is any
other way, please let this cup pass from us.”
He did not.
“Yet not what I will, but thy will be done.”
The storm was coming. When we moved to Atlanta, the
geneticist gave us the definitive diagnosis – trisomy-13.
The genetic disorder is almost always fatal. We knew it was
going to be bad. We prayed for God to heal our little baby –
to heal HIS little baby.
He did not.
The doctor suggested that we terminate the pregnancy.
We did not.
We felt that it would be a much harder pain than the pain we
now bear. We felt the most God honoring “choice” was to give
her every chance at life. What if she was one of the 2% that
could survive? We had to give her a chance.
The storm was coming.
We thought of Paul as he was being tormented. He cried out
to God, “Please remove this thorn in the flesh.”
He did not.
“My grace is sufficient for thee, Paul.”
“My grace is sufficient for thee, Barry, Evelyn.”
“My grace is sufficient for thee.”
One more ultrasound. The storm clouds darkened. The
rumblings grew louder as the dreaded day came. We still
prayed… “God if you are willing…”
My grace is sufficient for thee.
“God you can heal her.”
My grace is sufficient for thee.
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Photographs by
Fayette Photo
December 28, 2007
We had a Christmas Eve baby - full T13 little girl. It was such a
blessing to be able to hold her for a few hours. We buried her next
to her Grandmother today. We named her Grace, because God’s grace
was poured out on us in such an incredible way through this tragedy.
When the storm hit, it came crashing like a category 5 hurricane.
Evelyn’s water broke a little after midnight on Christmas Eve. Her
contractions were close together. It was time to go. The neighbor
did not answer her phone. We made another call, then another. The
20-year old son of one of our dear friends was just down the road.
We had to leave. I woke up Jonathan (9) and told him to wait by the
door until Michael got there. We were scared to leave, but we HAD to
go. Jonathan was brave. As we were pulling out of the driveway,
Michael arrived. Jonathan did not have to be brave and we did not
have to worry. God’s grace was sufficient for us.
We got to the hospital at 12:45. By 1:30, Evelyn was in hard labor
and about to give birth, but the baby was breech, feet down. The
doctor was not there yet. By the time the doctor arrived, Evelyn was
ready to push the baby out. The doctor told us that they did not
deliver breech babies and that Evelyn would have to have emergency
surgery – a c-section. I knew that in saner moments, Evelyn would
not want to have the surgery, but she was telling the doctor to do
whatever it took to save her baby. She was terrified. I protested.
Suddenly it was a moot point. Grace came to us feet first and
slipped into (a very surprised) doctor’s hands. Evelyn did not have
to have surgery and Grace was beautiful. God’s grace was sufficient
for us.
The cord was cut and Grace did not cry. She had no heartbeat and she
was not breathing. She was given CPR and she finally responded. She
was stabilized and taken to the newborn ICU. The doctors confirmed
what we had seen in the ultrasounds. Her body was not able to
function on its own. The storm was raging, but God’s grace was
sufficient for us.
God’s grace was poured out on us by a staff of compassionate nurses,
doctors and technicians. Some of them ministered to us so
effectively and so beautifully that I wonder if they were placed
there at that time especially for us. They went so far beyond the
call of duty to comfort us and take care of us. I wonder if I were
to go back to the hospital and inquire about them if I would be met
with blank stares – “I am sorry, no one by that description has ever
worked here.” They were like angels from God – like anchors in the
storm. God’s grace was sufficient for us.
Evelyn’s heart’s desire was to be able to hold her baby – if only
for a few minutes. Her desire was met abundantly more than she could
imagine. All five children and one set of grand parents were able to
meet little Grace. The children were allowed to spend as much time
as they wished loving on her – they rubbed her little head, poked
her little toes and talked so sweetly to her.
After they left, we had a photographer come and take pictures of us
holding Grace. We knew that we did not have much time. Just as the
umbilical cord shrivels at birth, there is also a passage in the
heart that shrivels at birth. The doctor had told us that when this
passage was closed, that no amount of oxygen could sustain her. This
little passage was doing the job of her missing artery and allowing
her a few precious hours of life.
After the pictures, Evelyn and I went back to our room with Grace
and held her and cuddled her as her heart beat got slower and
slower. We were so thrilled that she could respond to our voices and
to our touch. We showered her with our kisses and our tears. As we
held her, the storm raged. God had given us Grace and his grace was
sufficient for us.
The doctor come in one more time and listened for a heart beat.
Silence. Grace had slipped away. The storm was raging, it was
tearing at our hearts, but God’s grace was sufficient for us.
We held her for quite a while, but soon realized that our little
girl was not with us. We squeezed and held her broken earth suit as
if she were still in it ---- but of course she was not. It was like
the many times that I have found a little one-zee in a drawer and
picked it up and squeezed it as if one of our babies were still it -
letting the happy memories bask over me while holding the empty
shell. It was the same way with Grace. We held her empty shell and
wept. We clung to each other – and to grace - and we finally gave
our little girl to the nurse to take away. But really she had
already flown away. The storm in our heart was intense and painful.
We took comfort in the fact that her Grandmother Joyce, Grandmother
Brown, Grandmother Marchman, Grandmother Kitty, Pappa and so many
others were there to greet her and welcome her in to the arms of
Jesus. She was now God’s Grace.
As we gather together today, we are in the calm eye of the storm.
The joy and peace of being surrounded by those that love and care
for us gives us great comfort. Thank you so much for your presence
today. Your outpouring of love means so much to us. Thank you. We
feel your love and we are blessed to have such wonderful family and
friends. One of the worst parts about moving from Tallahassee was
the thought of leaving our dearest friends at the single point in
our marriage that needed them the most. However, once again, God’s
grace was sufficient for us.
We are so blessed to be a part of the body of Christ where total
strangers to us – people we have only known for six weeks or so have
taken such good care of us. As soon as we moved, we met several
families – all in the same Sunday School class that have walked this
same path. It was a miraculous coincidence – the hand of God moving
in and around our lives. He continues express His grace to us
through this precious group of believers. In first John, we are told
that we can identify the true Christians by their love for one
another. We were so pleased to report that the body of Christ – the
sweet love and fellowship between believers - can be found outside
our precious circle of friends here. Our God is a big God and we
have found that he can love you where you are. His grace finds you -
and it is sufficient.
We are not angry at God. Quite the opposite is true. Our faith has
been strengthened through this trial. We have been overwhelmed by
his grace and the love of his children each step of the way.
We know that this is just the eye of the storm. In the days ahead,
there will be more grief...and more grace.
We covet your prayers for our family.
We take comfort in these passages:
Is55 Seek ye the LORD while he may be found, call ye upon him
while he is near: Let the wicked forsake his way, and the
unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the LORD,
and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will
abundantly pardon. For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the
heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than
your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. For as the rain
cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not
thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and
bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the
eater:So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it
shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that
which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent
it. For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace:
Ps 34:14 The lord is close to the broken hearted and saves
those who are crushed in spirit.
1 Samuel 3:18 (Eli says upon hearing that his sons would die):
“He is the Lord; let him do what is good in his eyes.”
Rom 8:28 All things work together for good for those who love
him and are called according to his purpose
Job: The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. Blessed be the
name of the Lord.
Romans 8:18 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present
time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be
revealed in us.
Psalm 16:11 You have made known to me the path of life. You will
fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at
your right hand.
Others…..
Thank your for being here today to celebrate with us the life of our
little Grace.
Our faith and our peace is that
From this day and forever more she will be God’s Grace.
Barry & Evelyn
barrymarchman@yahoo.com

Song: Lisa Mitchel
Grace Greater Than Our Sin, Julia Johnson, Daniel Towner
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that will pardon and cleanse within;
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is greater than all our sin.
Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled.
Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace,
Freely bestowed on all who believe!
You that are longing to see His face,
Will you this moment His grace receive?
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that will pardon and cleanse within;
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is greater than all our sin.
Closing Remarks and Prayer: Rev. Marty Smith
Grave Side Scripture and Prayer: Rev. Marty Smith
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Submitted 1-2-08 |

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