A year and a half. Eighteen months. Five hundred fifty days. Thirteen thousand two hundred hours. Seven hundred ninety two thousand minutes. If you ever wonder what it is like to have lost a child, look at those numbers. And then imagine every single one of those moments--every second--filled with the void of a missing … Continue reading Eighteen Months.
True confession: I used to be an easy answer person. I used to think that I could handle things on my own. I used to believe things like “God won’t give you more than you can handle.” I used to think that life’s most difficult questions had simple answers. “Well, we live in a broken world.” “It must be … Continue reading There Are No Easy Answers.