Sometimes heading into the New Year can be intimidating.
Especially when we are desperate for it to deliver. What if it doesn’t?
What if God doesn’t come through?
What if His answer to critical questions is just plain old “no.”
I’m writing about that over at (in)courage today. About the year God told my husband and I “no” over and over again. About how I learned slowly, painfully what life looks like after that hardest of answers.
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This post resonated with me. We are still in the midst of the “no”. I look forward to being able to say that we have come out of it into a place of peace and rest. Until then I know that God my Father wants the best for me and there is nothing that he and I can’t handle together. Thank you for sharing so honestly, you have put into words what I have not been able to.
That? Was beautiful and very difficult to read at the same time. Because – after four Christmases of waiting – we just don’t know if God wants us to have a second child. And that hurts.
I really appreciate this post. I forwarded it to my entire family when it was first published.
Just stumbled across your blog. What are you talking about with “No”? I skimmed through a couple of your posts about it but you’ve always incredibly vague.