Trusting God when life hurts, Act II: Looking up
As a young child growing up with a single mom I had my share of hurts—the insecurity that came from having an uninvolved father, the feeling of not fitting in with my peers at school, the frequent moves that made me an everlasting outsider. In many ways, this early...
Been hurt by church?
My husband Dana swears it wasn’t his fault. We were squeezed in the tiny galley of our kitchen. As I tried to move around him, my baby toe caught the underside of his shoe, partly ripping off my nail. “Why did you do that?” I looked at him aghast as my toe throbbed...
WHY DOES GOD LET IT HURT?
“Why does God let it hurt so much?” my 4-year-old son cried in the dark , waking up with a sore throat and fever. “I don’t know, but do you want me to pray with you?” I asked, lying in bed beside him. It was all I could think to do after having already offered him...Meadow Rue
Wife, mom, writer, friend, sharing God in my everyday life through “Faith Notes.”