October. 

It always sneaks up on me. The month in 2016 that we were expecting another baby girl. God had other plans though & instead of holding her in my arms, I will forever hold her in my heart. God continues to use her precious life for His good. 

I am 1 in 4.

It just so happens that the same month that I celebrate the life of my daughter, is also pregnancy/infant loss awareness month.

If you are in midst of heartache from losing your sweet baby, know this … I have been there & my heart breaks for you. I could write an entire post, but words can’t heal your broken heart. I can, however, point you to the One who can. Over the past five years, I have watched Jesus take my heart that was broken into millions of pieces & mend it back together. 

I never related to anything more than Lamentations 3:17-24 in those dark days of grief …

I have been deprived of peace;

    I have forgotten what prosperity is.

So I say, “My splendor is gone

    and all that I had hoped from the Lord.”

I remember my affliction and my wandering,

    the bitterness and the gall. 

I well remember them,

    and my soul is downcast within me.

Yet this I call to mind

    and therefore I have hope:

Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.

They are new every morning;

    great is your faithfulness.

I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion;

    therefore I will wait for him.”

My prayer is that this truth encourages you. 

Our HOPE is found in Jesus Christ! 

How I wish I could meet each of you experiencing loss. I would squeeze your neck & tell you this, keep your eyes to Jesus. Your heartache is no surprise to Him. Your heartache breaks His heart, too. He is crying with you. You are not alone. He has overcame the world, don’t for a second think that He can’t heal your broken heart.