Is God really good? Last week our family said good-bye to my sister-in-love and friend. Since my husband’s mother died when he was just two years old, his sisters became mother figures to him so he lost his sister, mother and friend. My sister-in-love was an aunt and a grandparent to my three girls. She will be greatly missed and I don’t have adequate words to convey the depths of the sorrowful hole she leaves in our hearts and family. At her funeral service, there was a message touching Keep Reading...
What I Found in my Closest in the Middle of the Night
I had a son that died. Full term. At birth. Unexpected. If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you may not know that about me because I have only mentioned it once – though it shaped me and my faith. Why don’t I write about it? Because I choose to chuckle. I choose not to dwell on it. Though his death shaped me, I refuse to let it define me in a negative way. I was raised by a dad whose favorite motto and motivator was, “If the sun doesn’t come up, grab a lantern and Keep Reading...