Some Bible verses on the subject of God being enough: “The young lions suffer want and hunger; but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing.” Psalms 34:10 “When my soul was embittered, when I was pricked in heart, I was brutish and ignorant; I was like a beast toward you. Nevertheless, I am... Continue Reading →
In the last blog we talked about how the Bible says a man’s days are ordained by God. Those verses comfort me when I need to remember God is in control of life, especially my pregnancies. Even more of a comfort is that these verses prove something else: control wasn’t in my hands. Out of... Continue Reading →
That phrase probably doesn’t make sense, but I’ve come to say and think it so often it seems perfectly natural to me. This phrase was made up during a conversation with my mom. I don’t even remember the specifics of the conversation, or how it got started; I just remember talking about the things I... Continue Reading →
Being an autism momma has humbled me in a lot of ways. Motherhood in general has I suppose, but autism does bring in certain unique elements. When it came to motherhood, I was determined to do it exactly the right way. With over a decade of baby-sitting experience, and a host of parenting books and... Continue Reading →
While the overwhelming response we received in explaining autism to family and friends has been compassion and support, we’ve already had a couple people share their opinions on autism, despite their limited knowledge of it. I figured that would come, so I’d just like to set one record straight right now: “Autism” is not a... Continue Reading →
*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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
The Misplaced Mom 