Do you ever feel like you’re walking a fine line? Like you’re a little divided, and unsure of what way you’re going to go? But deep down, you know the right thing to do… That’s how I feel these days. I want to cling to God’s Word with unwavering hope. I want to let my... Continue Reading →
Sometimes it just hurts. I miss you. I wonder what life would be like if you had gotten to stay. Who would you be? Who would I be? I wish I knew. I will. Someday. On days like today I wonder if it was even worth it. Loving I mean. Is the love worth the... 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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
The Misplaced Mom 