In God's Hands
Lisa LimbrickPaperback 2012-10-01
Publisher Description
The women in these stories share their difficult emotions honestly from their times of miscarriage. As God moves in their lives the stories can be used to heal and help others. Miscarriage is never easy, but so often not acknowledged. Yet in God we trust, in his hands we entrust what we have lost, and in his heart we find healing as he is with us. Also included are scripture and prayers to help you through your difficult time. People react to a miscarriage in different ways. Some will bounce right back, others will pretend nothing has happened. But I wanted my sadness and loss acknowledged. A simple card, a hug, a meal delivered - these were the things that meant the most. I was awed by God's hand though I didn't understand His purposes. I was determined not to suffer in silence. Like many women who find out they're pregnant, I wanted to wait until the magic 12 weeks had passed before I shared my news. Because the miscarriages occurred earlier than that, though, few people knew that I was expecting. As a result, I did not feel that I was able to share my loss. For me, miscarriage was silently endured, and ultimately became a very isolating experience. Each miscarriage also left me doubting my faith. I couldn't help but ask, 'Why, God?'
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Publisher Description
The women in these stories share their difficult emotions honestly from their times of miscarriage. As God moves in their lives the stories can be used to heal and help others. Miscarriage is never easy, but so often not acknowledged. Yet in God we trust, in his hands we entrust what we have lost, and in his heart we find healing as he is with us. Also included are scripture and prayers to help you through your difficult time. People react to a miscarriage in different ways. Some will bounce right back, others will pretend nothing has happened. But I wanted my sadness and loss acknowledged. A simple card, a hug, a meal delivered - these were the things that meant the most. I was awed by God's hand though I didn't understand His purposes. I was determined not to suffer in silence. Like many women who find out they're pregnant, I wanted to wait until the magic 12 weeks had passed before I shared my news. Because the miscarriages occurred earlier than that, though, few people knew that I was expecting. As a result, I did not feel that I was able to share my loss. For me, miscarriage was silently endured, and ultimately became a very isolating experience. Each miscarriage also left me doubting my faith. I couldn't help but ask, 'Why, God?'