left for this
discovering God's plans as life falls apart
Going through countless tragedies, I wondered where God was, and why He wouldn't show up to do something...anything. Then He did, taking me from this life. Left to live, tragedies have increased, but I'm no longer the same. I'm certain God has a plan, and He'll use what we go through, for great and mighty things. Day after day, I hold on, knowing there's a reason...I was left for this.
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Living Undefeated
Meg was right up at my Grandmother’s side, reaching her hand through the rails and laying it on top of the hospital blankets. Her small voice was almost absorbed in the large room, “I’m sorry. I hope you feel better. I love you Great Gram.” As Grandma slept Meg dropped her hand and eyed the …
Finding Strength
Meg was up early cutting, gluing, and coloring. Knowing she wasn’t feeling well I asked if she’d rather make a card for Great Gram who’s in the hospital instead of the book she was set on. She looked at me with tired eyes and said, “No Mom, this is what I need to do. I …
The Simple Question Jesus Asks
God’s the perfect one to love, and yet He has been the hardest sometimes. This past year God has taught us more about love than any other. Not so much about loving each other (although that’s a certainty), but more of what it is to love Him. The night the mass in Meg’s …
For the Days Mountaintops and Valleys Come Moments Apart
A quarter til one Meg’s screaming pierced the quietness and killed my hope of a good nights sleep. The first thought through my mind was she fell out of bed. She wasn’t on the floor though when I went in her room. She was sitting up holding her head in her hands. Her eyes huge …
What God Does with Dirt
Meg’s question caught me off guard, “Mommy, what are our new bodies going to be made out of? Is God going to use dirt again?” I had just finished explaining to Meg the medicine the doctor in Omaha is putting her on will help her nerves feel better. She told me it will be …
Grateful When It’s Not Easy
I’m pretty sure Meg and I were the only 2 walking through the ER doors yesterday with a smile on our face. Having woke up at 3:30 in the morning with a 103 degree fever, Meg spent much of the day sleeping and not wanting to eat or drink. The pediatrician grew concerned and …
Meg Gives It to Me Straight
I felt gut-punched hearing Meg’s words: “I don’t ever tell you this Mommy, but you need to know my head hurts all the time. I don’t tell you because I don’t want to go to hospitals and I don’t want to have to leave Evan. But it hurts. Every single day. It just never …
