Our Christmas card this year was supposed to look different than it does. I could’ve had a six month old. Or I could’ve been very pregnant - due December 31st. Or I could currently be entering the second trimester. But instead of some type of happy baby announcement, I’m still grieving all the losses we’ve... Continue Reading →
I have a hard time with this - reconciling suffering with an all-sovereign God who loves me. Questions toy with my mind and my heart. Was this much suffering necessary? For this long? In this way? It must have been, because otherwise God would never have allowed it. Was it ordained? Is it purposeful? Must... Continue Reading →
A few days after I lost the twins, a friend came over to visit with me. She spent six hours at my kitchen table talking with me, and I thanked God many times she was able to be there. While we sat together, she shared a poem about waiting. It is by far the best... Continue Reading →
The Misplaced Mom 