Every day, questions run through my mind…
Will this baby survive? Is everything all right? What if I have to endure losing a baby again?? Can I handle it?
I am quieting the fears and worries of my heart. I am enjoying each day with this gift I’ve been given. I am thankful for the hope this baby restored in us after losing Andrew, even though I still shed tears for him every day.
And I will choose joy. It’s there, peeking through the clouds. Will I be too timid to allow it to warm my heart completely?
I have not been given a spirit of fear; but of power, love, and a sound mind.
“Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.”