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| Michelle DeRusha, Deidra Riggs & Me at Relevant (Allume) 2011 |
I first met Michelle DeRusha online then I had the privilege of meeting her in person at Allume in October 2011.
I have admired her writing, her humor, her transparency. I just love her!
I love her new book too. It is a memoir about her faith journey.
I wanted to share some of my own faith journey…
It wasn’t like I didn’t believe in God, I did.
And it wasn’t like I didn’t have faith, I did. But until I was in my early 30s I kind of
gave God my life plan and hoped he would sign off on it. With few exceptions, He let me get away with
this quirky idea.
gave God my life plan and hoped he would sign off on it. With few exceptions, He let me get away with
this quirky idea.
This all changed in the fall of 1991 when I found myself
pregnant for the third time. I had one
living child, a son that was almost 4.
I’d miscarried a son in the second trimester of a pregnancy a year
earlier and now I found myself pregnant again.
pregnant for the third time. I had one
living child, a son that was almost 4.
I’d miscarried a son in the second trimester of a pregnancy a year
earlier and now I found myself pregnant again.
And I knew something wasn’t right. And I said as much to my husband frequently. I always said “something isn’t right.” I never said something is WRONG. I couldn’t bring myself to use that word.
You can read the rest of my story over at Michelle’s place today. Please hop over there and check it out.
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I just visited Michelle's and wanted to come back over here to comment. I've never known Amy's story, Mary–just in part. Have I said how brave I think you are? Yes, I can imagine everything changed. The broken-beautiful, that's what you are–that's what we are–my friend. Much love to you.
Thank you, Laura. I was on vacation w/no internet access when this went live. Just returned home and yesterday was Amy's birthday, so I wasn't on the computer.
Funny, brave was used by someone else in a comment. I don't see it as brave, just part of my story…maybe that is what brave is for all of us…just our story? You are right, we are the broken-beautiful.