The previous post is a true story that I've recounted in part for a contest to publicize Mary DeMuth's new book, Thin Places. You can enter the contest as well. Please follow this link to find the rules. The winner will receive a Kindle Reader.
Tomorrow, I'll post information about Mary's book which deals with the journey from hurt to healing. Mary's love of Jesus shines through her work. Return tomorrow for a peak into her latest work.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Restoring what the locusts had eaten
Most women love the lure of flowers, an evening stroll, the attention of a suitor.
I was wooed in those summer months. I deserved no courtship. I had chosen a silent separation; in my reckoning, my Bridegroom had not done his part.
The miscarriage happened in March. On a summer camping trip, with a time for quiet and reflection, my heart began to expand. I missed my Lord. I felt his warm breath as he called my name. I opened my Bible and began a slow climb out of a black hole.
I did not understand my loss but I was reminded that I was loved by the Creator of the universe. My soul soared like the eagle.
Invited to speak at our church’s Christmas tea in early December, my joy expanded when I discovered I was pregnant again. I felt certain that God was restoring what had been lost.
But I gave the long-anticipated speech knowing that life was draining away. I was desperate not to lose the relationship. My cry that weekend was that my Lord not leave me.
I had once hoped that my friends or family would comfort me during the one-two punch of miscarriage. But the Bridegroom never left my side. He whispered my name and drew me back. He kept his part of the covenant: He never left me.
He repaid me for the years the locusts had eaten a year later when our son was born. As the prophet Joel said, I praise the Lord’s name for he worked wonders for me.
I was wooed in those summer months. I deserved no courtship. I had chosen a silent separation; in my reckoning, my Bridegroom had not done his part.
The miscarriage happened in March. On a summer camping trip, with a time for quiet and reflection, my heart began to expand. I missed my Lord. I felt his warm breath as he called my name. I opened my Bible and began a slow climb out of a black hole.
I did not understand my loss but I was reminded that I was loved by the Creator of the universe. My soul soared like the eagle.
Invited to speak at our church’s Christmas tea in early December, my joy expanded when I discovered I was pregnant again. I felt certain that God was restoring what had been lost.
But I gave the long-anticipated speech knowing that life was draining away. I was desperate not to lose the relationship. My cry that weekend was that my Lord not leave me.
I had once hoped that my friends or family would comfort me during the one-two punch of miscarriage. But the Bridegroom never left my side. He whispered my name and drew me back. He kept his part of the covenant: He never left me.
He repaid me for the years the locusts had eaten a year later when our son was born. As the prophet Joel said, I praise the Lord’s name for he worked wonders for me.
Tebow ad
Since I highlighted the Tebow ad controversy last week, I thought I'd include the actual ad today. Do you think a few people over-reacted to rumors and assumptions? I'd say the ad is a nice celebration of life and family. Take a look:
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Super Bowl uproar
I didn't mean to discuss the Super Bowl too much this week, but in case you've missed the uproar over the Tebow ad scheduled to air during the Super Bowl, here's a video clip about that:
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Directions
I began this blog nearly three years ago to connect my passion for writing with my passion for my Savior. I have posted over 700 essays examining Christian issues, ideas and my own passions.
God is directing me in a new way and I'm still exploring how that will look. I have clearly heard his call to write stories. I am currently working on a novel based loosely on the book of Ruth.
How that impacts this blog, I still have to explore. But expect to see more posts about fiction, writing, and God's great stories.
And we'll see where the journey takes me.
God is directing me in a new way and I'm still exploring how that will look. I have clearly heard his call to write stories. I am currently working on a novel based loosely on the book of Ruth.
How that impacts this blog, I still have to explore. But expect to see more posts about fiction, writing, and God's great stories.
And we'll see where the journey takes me.
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