Hi Dear Readers,
I hope you enjoyed the three posts I shared with you last week! If you missed them, you can click on the category The Spotlight, to read them all.
This week’s posts come from a site, (incourage.me) I’ve been following for a while, though I haven’t kept up with their postings. They are a great Christian site with inspiring and encouraging pieces for everyone, especially women and girls! I read three amazing pieces on (in)courage this week, and I knew I had to share and bless you guys with them. The three posts I am sharing today talk about motherhood, relationships and grief.
Please read and be blessed, and be kind to share and drop a comment for the authours!
1. WHEN THE DEATH OF A DREAM BRINGS HOPE by Lindsay Sterchi
Like most people, I imagined all the big life events would happen for me just like they do for everyone else. I would get married, get a job, get pregnant, and have kids. The typical life milestones and markers.
My husband and I got married in 2008. Two years later, we got hit with baby fever and started trying to get pregnant. After over a year of trying with no results, the fear began to sink in. We started to worry, make appointments, and ask all the “what if” questions…
2. WHEN YOU COME UNDONE AND CAN’T PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER by Angela Nazworth
I have been pregnant three times. I have given birth twice.
Fragmented memories remain of the day I lost my first baby — the child whose heart thumped in my womb for only eight short weeks. I remember the horror I felt when I discovered the first scarlet spots alerting me that my baby was gone. I remember the weight of my husband’s hand resting heavy on my shoulder when my doctor confirmed our fears and tried to comfort us with statistics. I remember the coldness that swept through my chest when the nurse who assisted with the examination gave me a stern warning as I shakily made my way toward the exit…
3. WHEN YOU STRUGGLE WITH RELATIONSHIPS by Kristin Vanderlip
Taking the envelope in my hand, I gently opened it and removed a small laminated notecard along with a separate handwritten note from my mentor-friend. First I read her note. My eyes pored over her sweet, encouraging words, truly like honey to my soul.
Putting her note aside, I held the laminated card before me and saw beautiful hand-lettered words written in black ink. My friend had artistically written out Philippians 2:3-4…
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