I Thought I Was Ready, But God Was Still Rebuilding What Loss Had Torn Down: The sacred work of learning to trust again after widowhood.
After losing my husband, I thought I was ready to love again. It turns out I wasn’t. This is the story of how God has since revealed the hidden places grief was still holding captive, and how surviving loss is very different from truly healing. But it’s also a redemptive story of how He still moves in every part of our journey, no matter what choices we make.
Through It All, My Eyes Are On You - FOREWORD
FOREWORD After this post, he lived until October. The past four years has held so much loss and heartache for my family, so much so that it’s been hard to take in every single next…
Anniversaries are Supposed to be Happy Occasions…right?
Change is the only Constant
What’s That in the Mirror?
Who is Your Lifesaver in the Flood?
A Break in the Storm Clouds
Whatever Is True…
Grief Ravine
The Desert
Rod & Staff
The NFL of Marriage
Chasing Peace
Rescue Me
Forgiveness & Trust
For Auld Lang Syne
I Just Didn’t Know…but a few things I do know…
As I closed my eyes to sleep the night before we woke up to leave for your common surgery, I didn’t know it was the last night I would sleep in bed beside you. I would lay in bed next to you…but only after you were gone.
The Countdown
Even If…
