I’ll pray the words, “God use me” and then be mad at how you do. I’ll sing, “I’m open” and then shut down when your will isn’t done my way. I forget you care. I forget you’ve felt pain. I take my pain of not being able to have more babies and forget that yours [...]
Let go. Breathe in. Breathe out. Trust. His will done in His way is worth it all.
Easton’s therapist looked at me and said, “You handle his needs with such grace.” In an attempt to not tear up, I laughed and said, “I don’t know about that, but thank you.” I guess I see grace as.. not messy? Like actually remembering the last time I washed my hair. Or not having a [...]