Each morning feels like Christmas morning now that we have a baby in the house. She’s still a surprise. A brilliant, happy surprise. But even Christmas can have its moments. (Maybe even especially Christmas?) There have been some emotionally charged minutes, hours, even days. Postpartum, it turns out, is nothing to sneeze at and some…
It is shortly after midnight, and I’m sitting in a dim hospital room, listening to Tasha breathe, waiting for the miracle that will happen within the next 18 hours, according to the doctor. Have you ever had so many emotions and thoughts and feelings, all at the same time, that you just are left…speechless? That’s…
I have a wall in my house that displays the footprints of God’s miracles in our lives. We were barren, you know, unable to have children– yet, there they are. Three sets of miracles that came in ways we never expected. The line begins with a giant 8-year-old footprint and handprint from our first adoption….
The first time we lost a baby, I almost lost myself. It was a couple years into my marriage, after I had faced off with infertility and finally saw two pink lines on a pregnancy test, only to spend hours on the bathroom floor as blood and tears marked the end of hope. My entire…
In the book of I Kings we meet Elijah, a man of God who confronts kings and nations, who is instrumental in miracles that include raising people from the dead and fire dropping from the heavens. He’s a pretty intense prophet who lived during a particularly dark period in Israel’s history—a truth that put him…
When I read the story of Abraham and Sarah in Genesis, I am struck by one unfaltering thought: God’s description of them in the New Testament doesn’t exactly match their storyline. I’m serious. Sarah was willing to abuse Hagar to try and get the son she had been promised. She laughed when God still insisted…
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