here’s something about the contrast of a small girl with a halo of blonde curls clutching her daddy’s shirt while at his funeral with a giant beaming smile on her face. No, she doesn’t understand the scope of what’s happened. But isn’t that such an example of the emotions of grief?
“Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set bef
Guest Post by Christina Reynolds What do you say when there are no words? The intangible loss of miscarriage leaves a gaping wound, and thoughtless or careless words can add to the pain. In this guest post, Christina Reynolds shares how she found healing during this painful time, and offers wisdom when your neighbor, friend or […]