Called from the Sorrow - Unraveling My Story to Pastoral Ministry {{ part three }}
"15 Years. God Is Good." A dear friend texted me that dual truth the morning of April 15, 2025. It compelled me. Fifteen years ago, I held our daughter in my hands, born still. The ache of that moment has never entirely left me. It reshaped me. I’ve returned to that holy, heartbroken space each April 15 with different eyes, different prayers, and—if I’m honest—sometimes different levels of faith. In 2010, I wrote a year’s worth of blog posts amid fresh grief—raw, confused, and desperately aching for something redemptive to rise from the ashes. Today, fifteen years later, I continue to share. Because April’s story still speaks. It reminds me that grief can echo across time, especially when new disappointments and trials bear the familiar weight of loss. Grief impacts. It marks us. And it rises anew when fresh hopes are dashed or delayed. But maybe more importantly, I write today because those whom the Lord has redeemed are called to speak out— to say so —as Psalm 107:2 remind...
