Mother’s Day

I didn’t see it coming, I thought I was healed completely. Then today came. You see, today, I should be celebrating my first ever Mother’s Day.

A little over 7 months ago I received news no newly expectant mother ever wants to hear. “The baby’s heartbeat is undetectable…” I don’t remember a whole lot after that, but what I do remember is what has made all the difference. My baby passing saved my life.

How can that be? Well, I am stronger than ever before. I have purpose. Since my miscarriage, I have gained independence. God is shaping me instead of the influence of others shaping me. His grace alone through this trying time has increased my faith and trust in Him. This trial has brought Ben and I closer and strengthened our marriage. I have broken my lifelong addiction to sugar and have a new focus on my temple.

God revealed His purpose for my life (stay tuned for more on that). I am blessed to finally live in financial freedom for the first time in my life. My faith has been challenged and God’s love and peace in the storm allowed it to grow exponentially. This is His love for us. That when the waters of life rise above us, trusting Him brings healing, peace, patience and hope. I can look at the miscarriage as one of the greatest losses of my life or I can be changed by it.

There has to be a problem, before God can do a miracle.

Whatever struggle in life you are facing at this very moment, I ask you, how can it change you for the better? And, do you have the courage to let it?

If you are in a peaceful time in your life, and have received the rewards He promises on the other side of the storm, have you praised Him?