Over and over again I have found myself sitting in the Garden of Gethsemane with Jesus. I picture myself there, watching Him, crying with Him, and now knowing what it feels like to pray His prayer. “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with me.” Going a little …
I couldn’t get out of bed the morning after Gideon almost came. As I laid there my husband came over to see how I was doing. (He has, without a doubt, been the strength getting us through this all) I looked at him and said, “I think I am going to need some help.” I could …
Sadness welled up in me on Sunday. Tears come unexpectedly these days and I am usually unprepared and, of course, in public places. We were singing one of my favorite songs in church “In Christ Alone.” I was praising God, doing fine, and then this line came: From life’s first cry to final death… In …
I love this little boy so much already. I think its partly because I know my time with him is short so I spend time thinking about him, praying for him and loving him even more so than I usually do during pregnancy. Another woman who carried a Potter’s Syndrome baby called it “Packing a …