“You’ll never get pregnant again.”
Our hearts broke as my fertility doctor dropped those cold words on me and my husband when our daughter was two and a half, several months after experiencing a devastating miscarriage from an ectopic, or tubal, pregnancy. The fertility treatment I’d tried failed miserably…
Infertility and Miscarriage
Letter to my Unborn Child
Mother’s Day can be the hardest day of the year if you’ve dealt with miscarriage or struggle with infertility. But no matter what, God knows exactly what you’re going through. He knows your pain and He feels your loss and He cares deeply about the child you never held.
8 Ways to Live in the Waiting
Our house is on the market. Again. We live north of Atlanta in a lovely town but our only child, our daughter and her family, (read: grandkids) live in Nashville. More than anything, we want to move there and be close to our family. Our business allows us to live anywhere which is a great …
Seven Truths About Your Inheritance
It stopped me in my tracks the first time I read it. My circumstances were not particularly pleasant at that moment in time and I felt like my life was anything but good but I flipped open my bible anyway. I felt passed over, ignored, left out by God and completely alone until I read these precious words King David wrote centuries ago:
O Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot. The boundary lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance. Psalm 16:5-8
As I thought about what God was saying here it grasped ahold of my heart and in all these years it’s never let go. For me, this is one of my top ‘life scriptures’ and I pray it regularly because I know it’s the absolute, take-it-to-the-bank truth….
Why Jesus is Better Than Cake
I want to have my cake and eat it too. I DON’T want to share it with ANYONE. I want it all to myself because I’m selfish. It’s my worst quality and the one area where I still have much work to do. One of many areas.
As I grow and go on with God He gently guides and teaches and as I listen and follow, my clenched hands open and what I grasp tight He teaches me to give. He brought this home in a profound way years ago and I’ve never forgotten the lesson. It’s this:
Just because a blessing falls into your lap doesn’t mean it’s always yours to keep.
If you follow my blog you know I’ve written quite a bit about my struggles with