As a mother, it is hard for me to watch my son struggle. Autism has brought many challenges for him, and sometimes it’s heart wrenching to watch. Despite his objections, we must help him learn how to eat, how to dress, how to advocate for his needs. He can’t do these things by himself, or... 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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 