A few closing thoughts: I mentioned in an earlier post that this lesson scares me just a bit and here’s why: Often it requires sacrifice. You can’t simply say God is enough; you have to live that out. God being enough means making the choice to not let anything come before God, even if it... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
If I had to pick only one lesson God has relentlessly put on my heart over the last eight years of praying to have a family, it is the only God is enough to satisfy. I’ll be honest - this lesson scares me just a bit. Anyone can say “God is enough.” I always figured... 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 →
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 really didn’t think this is how our year of “infertility” would end. I hoped and prayed miscarriages were behind us. For good. But as I stared down in shock at that out-of-the-blue positive pregnancy test, my relief at knowing I could still get pregnant was equal to the fear I had deep in my... Continue Reading →
Sometimes worthless questions pop into my head: “Would I have picked to have the struggles I do? Is struggling worth the lessons I’m learning?” Then I think: “It doesn’t really matter because life is what it is.” And then I remind myself God knows best. One day while working on a book, I wrote this... Continue Reading →
The Misplaced Mom 