I recently prayed with two friends who helped me process through the grief over the death of our unborn baby, Benedict Andrew. Accepting Jesus’ healing touch through the experience and taking responsibility for my response to it has lifted such a heaviness off my heart. And it brought back to me an experience I had… Continue reading Healing Tears after Miscarriage
I spent eight years as a photographer. For eight years I watched couples and families during their most joyous times of their lives. Weddings, anniversaries, births of their children, milestone moments like birthday parties, graduations, family photo sessions, gender reveals, and more. And while I loved so much of that work I remember thinking many… Continue reading Capturing the Beauty in Life–Even in Death
Having overcome a promiscuous past and knowing that I would soon be intimate with my husband for the very first time on our wedding night, I felt like I had attained success over sexual sin in my life. For the first time since becoming sexually active at the age of 13, I felt like I… Continue reading Healing My Marriage Through Natural Family Planning
I’ve had the feeling myself and I’ve heard it expressed among a lot of friends. “Where is the Church during …?” At the most difficult or the most profound moments of our lives, we want…something. Something official that shows that these huge and life-altering moments are recognized by the body of Christ. We want… Continue reading Where is the Church in Pregnancy, Miscarriage, and Birth?
The love grows and builds with every addition to the family.
Anyone who knows us knows that we like to travel and, doing so, we tell others about Elizabeth Ministry and RECLAiM. Anyone who knows us well knows that we just returned on November 22nd from a month in New Zealand and two weeks in the Sydney-Canberra areas of Australia, doing precisely that, as well as… Continue reading Sharing Good News Beyond the Pond and Prayer Needs
Losing our baby ripped my world apart and it felt like it would never, ever be quite right again. In the years since I’ve realized that while the grief lessened and the wound healed, the life – and loss – of that baby changed me forever.