She was infertile, like me. Yet, somehow, someway, God opened her womb and she bore children. But then they said no more. Impossible. The last baby, he wasn’t suppose to be. The doctors said no, so we feared something was wrong, but it wasn’t cancer or questions, it was another son. When we got the call,…
There are days when we are forced to carry burdens that are larger than our strength. I know. I still remember the day when we learned that the child we planned on adopting was no longer available to us. I was so broken, so lost, so confused. We had loved her, and shared smiles with…
The skies were painted pink that night. Swirls and arches of color that filled the shadows with rainbows. We sat in the dining room and ate grilled ham with pineapple, scooped up spoonfuls of broccoli salad, and laughed until our sides ached. When we left to drive home, long after the last shades of pink…
We’re driving to church yesterday and my husband says, “I feel like I’m frayed at the edges, and any second I could unravel.” I’m wiping away tears as I nod. Yes, this is life. You walk and follow and sometimes God leads down some pretty dark and wandering roads. But then we’re at church, so…
There are days when nothing you’ve ever learned in the past can tell you what to do in the moment. It’s like you’re facing a new road, blindfolded. When I was eighteen, my grandparents planned to move to Florida to live with my parents. They always came down, usually for a month or so, and…
Once upon a time I thought infertility was destroying my faith. I didn’t realize that true faith is indestructible. The part of me that was crumbling? It wasn’t, nor had it ever been, faith. James knew this truth, which is why he instructed the church in James 1 to, “Count it all joy when you…
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