I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth. – Psalms, Chapter 40 When my husband and I envisioned this…
What I feared has come upon me; what I dreaded has happened to me. I have no peace, no quietness; I have no rest, but only turmoil. – Job, Chapter 3 Almost nine months after losing my two babies, I’m still looking for peace.
Precious Lord, take my hand, Lead me on, let me stand, I am tired, I am weak, I am worn; Through the storm, through the night, Lead me on to the light: Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home. – Thomas A. Dorsey
Six Months Ago
Six months ago, my life changed forever. Six months ago, the world stopped moving. Six months ago, I said goodbye. Six months ago. I wish I could turn back time. I wish I could go back. I wish I could pull you out of the depths and pull you in. I wish for many things. Six…
Holding On to Hope
Sometimes I have a hard time sleeping at night. The flashbacks – they’re intrusive. In them, I’m still pregnant and it’s always the same.