On this day last year, I sat on my couch anxiously scrolling through Instagram posts filled with sonogram photos and vulnerable captions. It was the first time I was truly aware of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day (October 15), and as I read each woman’s experience, I wondered about the tiny baby in my… Continue reading The God of All Comfort
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#Thursday Things — Books I Read During Quarantine
Without the constant travel to our church, library, playground, etc., I've had a little extra margin time in my day. While life is still busy—working from home while entertaining a toddler and serving three meals a day—I’m thankful that I’ve gotten the chance to make a dent in the pile of books sitting on my… Continue reading #Thursday Things — Books I Read During Quarantine
The Pain of Anticipation
I think that God gives moms selective memory when it comes to pregnancy. We remember the sweet baby showers, the thudding heartbeat on the ultrasound, the feeling when the doctor first puts your baby in your arms. What you don’t remember is the absolute chaos your body was in for forty weeks. As I finally… Continue reading The Pain of Anticipation
I Have This Hope
A couple months ago, we took my daughter to the movie theater to see The Lion King remake. It was very nostalgic for me and my parents because The Lion King was my first movie to see in theaters as a child. I was so excited, and from the moment the sun rose on the… Continue reading I Have This Hope
Prayer in the Mundane
Sometimes prayer is hard. It seems like it shouldn’t be. The Lord’s Prayer appears so simple. Yet time and time again I find myself lost in prayer. What should I pray for? How do I pray? What are the “magic” words to make it work? And maybe it would be easier if the outcomes of… Continue reading Prayer in the Mundane
A Prayer for the Lost
I like being comfortable. With winter weather starting to slowly creep in, I love nothing more than to curl up on my couch with my favorite quilt, homemade apple cider, and an enthralling book. I am safe from Jack Frost nipping outside at my window. I am safe from the icy winds knocking the breath… Continue reading A Prayer for the Lost