“I am going to die.” That’s what I kept telling myself on repeat as I talked to the OBGYN nurse over the phone. I tried to catch my breath but the tightness in my chest made it difficult to breathe. “Don’t try to come here,” the she said. “Just go straight to the E.R. Tell them you just had a c-section.” All my symptoms pointed to a pulmonary embolism, which could be fatal. I sat there in shock, rocking my newborn while I fed him and wondering what to do. Take him with me? Finish Continue Reading
If You’re Afraid of Falling
If you were completely confident in God’s unchanging, irrevocable love for you, would it change how you walked? If you knew that no matter how many times you fell, he would be right there to catch you, would it change the way you lived your life? I believe it would. Several years ago, God showed me what confidence in a daddy’s grip can do. Our firstborn was six, and he set out to conquer a new set of monkey bars at a state park we were visiting. But after climbing the ladder and surveying Continue Reading
The Hard Truth About Trusting God
If only trusting God were as simple as a childhood trust fall. When our daughter was a year old, she used to throw herself off the bed into our arms. Fear wasn’t a part of her mind’s vocabulary, and she knew without a doubt that we’d catch her each and every time. Without fail. As she’s grown older, she boldness hasn’t dwindled much. Mommy and daddy still provide safe arms for her to fall into. But she proceeds with a bit more caution, albeit a small amount. She’s learned that when Mom and Continue Reading
