One thing that I spend a lot of time thinking about is how to be a victorious person. I don't want to be a victim, or someone stuck in a pity party. Somedays it's really hard to see how anything good can come from what Matt and I have lived through this past year. Somedays I can barely force myself out of bed. But, I want to live a life that honors the short lives of our children...and I know that rotting away in bed isn't going to honor anyone.
I'm not strong. Far from it, in fact, I'm just barely staying sane. What I am, however, is someone who tries to be faithful. I know that it is only by the grace and mercy shown to me by Jesus that I have been able to overcome great distress and heartbreak. It is only because of the strength in the loving arms of Jesus that I know I am destined for more than the life of a babyloss momma.
I have been thinking an awful lot about clinging to the promises of Jesus, and just what it would be like to be an overcomer....a miracle. I want people to look at my life, and say, you know she didn't have an easy path...but she kept on going.
Psalm 31:19
How great is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you, which you bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in you.
1 comment:
Wonderful post. This post bring people up and coming from you people can truly say "she didn't have an easy path...but she kept on going."
Writing this post make you a strong person. The loss of your children is a great loss but you have opened your heart up and this path will only heal you.
Thanks for sharing again.
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