Over the last few months I’ve had friends, women just like me, faced with trials I can’t imagine. Amazing, kind, faithful women who’ve shed more tears and experienced more heartache than they knew was possible. With each update on their fight and loss, Tanner and I have prayed. We’ve prayed for God to use this little baby as an example of what His strength and power can do. We’ve prayed for an overwhelming feeling of comfort and strength for a beautiful mom and precious baby as they morn the unexpected loss of a husband and dad. But with each prayer and each new morning, my heart has just hurt. I know prayers are the best thing we can do right now, but some mornings it feels like prayers aren't enough.
I'm a Christian. I believe that God has created a path for each of us to do His will. I believe that He is with us for each decision and each step we take in our lives. And I believe that faith in His will for our lives is what we should rely on to get through times like this. I know all these things. But I still struggle. When I read their updates, I try to put myself in their shoes, and tears immediately fill my eyes. It is just hard to reason, hard to find the good.
I feel all these emotions, but in the end my heart knows that God is in these situations. So, I ask you to pray for these sweet families.