It’s a strange thing to be told two months before your due date that you and your soon-to-be-born child would likely not survive if you go into labor. But for me, it’s the beginning of a story of God’s tenderness and power.

In the same way that he joined himself to our questions when he took on flesh, Jesus has joined us to his life by his own death and victorious rising.

Our wounds will not disappear, but they will be made new. The hands of our Healer are transforming our wounds into marks of love,

Our experiences growing our family have not been simple and straightforward.