Grief

How Hope Makes a Path in the Pit

The sun sank below the dusty window ledge. I didn’t bother getting up off the couch to turn on the lights. All I wanted was to stay curled up in my husband’s arms, our toy poodle nestled against my neck. For hours, our little family sat there, grieving in the dark. Going through a failedContinue reading “How Hope Makes a Path in the Pit”

Pro-life for All: Adoption

For many years, I longed to give life. It wasn’t that I merely coveted the title of “mother” or felt obligated to take the next step following marriage. No, the yearning ran far deeper than external pressures or an internal ticking clock. I was an image bearer who wanted to bear image bearers. But IContinue reading “Pro-life for All: Adoption”

Weeping with Those Waiting for a Child

I’ve often imagined the scene at the tomb the day after Christ’s crucifixion. The world must have seemed bleak. His family and disciples spent that Saturday grieving the loss of the One they thought would free them. They didn’t know He’d rise in victory over sin and death the next day. In the shadow ofContinue reading “Weeping with Those Waiting for a Child”

The Next to Go

Fourteen years ago I was on break from work, eating lunch at the park, devouring a mystery novel. I was closing in on solving the case when my husband called, interrupting my investigation. “She’s gone. Emily is gone.” That morning, on her way to work, our sister-in-law had been hit by a car and killed.Continue reading “The Next to Go”

Why Adoption Isn’t Plan A or B

Love, marriage, baby carriage—that’s the predictable course many couples follow to fulfill the cultural mandate in Genesis to “be fruitful and multiply.” Because procreation is a natural biological process that God designed, we expect our bodies to work as intended and assume the sequence will progress in the usual way. But reproductive ability isn’t guaranteed.Continue reading “Why Adoption Isn’t Plan A or B”