“Let it be unto me according to your word.”

Today marks one year since I was hospitalized with a pregnancy complication that was life-threatening for both me and Henry.

Reflecting on those three weeks in the hospital has brought tears of joy and sorrow. We saw God move and provide in so many ways—a healthy baby, safe delivery, visits from friends and family every single day of my hospital stay, meals for Matt and the boys, getting to go home with Henry after only three days in the NICU, favor with nurses that opened doors to talk to them about my hope in Jesus—I could seriously go on and on. But there were painful losses and deep disappointments in those weeks too, and there’s been grief alongside the gratitude. God has been very present to me in both.

Honestly, it’s been a more challenging year than most, yet every challenge and uncertainty has had this flip-side of blessing and abundance as God has redeemed what is hard and discouraging and broken as only he can. It’s been amazing, and also very hard. By his grace, this has been a year of learning to say with my whole heart, “I am the servant of the Lord. Let it be unto me according to your word.”