God’s goodness

The Weight of Sorrow

I sat on my couch utterly exhausted. I’d been coughing for six days – deep, lung-wracking coughs that snatched at my breath. As I labored to breathe, a thought swept over me. I was done. I was tired of breathing and wanted it to stop so I could rest…

Waiting Well: A Mom’s Letter After the Death of Her Daughter

Sweet girl, I miss you. It’s hard to believe over 9 years have passed since I last saw your smile, heard your giggle, felt your squeeze wrapped around my neck.  I think about you. all. the. time. I wonder what you would be like: your interests, your talents, your…