*I’m taking a quick break from posting old miscarriage blogs in honor of Autism Awareness Month. Spread the love! 🥰 “My son has autism.” It was quite the (internal) journey for me to get to the place where I could say those words out loud and not just accept them, but embrace them. I kind... Continue Reading →
We owe Him everything. “For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died... Continue Reading →
There are many aspects of the resurrection story that amaze me, but this weekend there is one in particular I’m meditating on. He’s hanging on the cross, in pain. The Father turns away from His Son, blood running down Christ’s body. Jesus looks over and sees a small group of people who love Him, but... Continue Reading →
In the last blog I brought up a few tough questions, one in particular I have really wrestled with over the last several months. If God is goodAnd justAnd hates sinAnd grieves for our sufferingThen why do we suffer? The devil isn’t having to work super hard to keep my doubts alive these days. I... Continue Reading →
Everyone knows that in most grieving, there is a season of anger. There’s always been one for me. It comes when I begin to wrestle with tough questions about God and life. Why so much suffering? Why doesn’t He stop it, in His sovereignty? How can He listen to my cry without taking action if... Continue Reading →
I never thought I’d be back in the same painful boat. After we finally had a healthy baby, I honestly believed the trial of miscarriages was over. I knew there was a chance I’d miscarry again, but to struggle with it again? No. Just no. Yet, here we are. More babies in heaven. Literally too... Continue Reading →
Every once in awhile I like to write a post of music recommendations. Joni Eareckson Tada has said, “Singing is a perspective changer.” It definitely is! That’s all the more reason why we should choose what we listen to with great care. What fills our minds fills our hearts and fuels are actions… so choose... Continue Reading →
Do you ever feel like you’ve run out of words? I’m sorry my blogging has been scant these last couple months. But God has been working in my heart, and I hope to share those lessons with you all very soon. In the meantime, here are some wonderfully sweet prayers from the Psalms, in case... Continue Reading →
Seven year ago when I experienced my first miscarriage in October, the holidays suddenly lost their glamor. As we continued along that journey of loss, the Christmases that followed especially served up extra reminders of my pain. No children to take to the Christmas Eve service. No children awake at first light Christmas Day to... Continue Reading →
I try not to compare my story to other people’s, because I know that doesn’t lead to a heart of contentment. Sometimes though, it feels like I can’t help it. Like when I run into an old acquaintance who’s been married just a few years and already has more living children than I do… or... Continue Reading →
The Misplaced Mom 