The law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul.The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy, making wise the simple. Psalm 19:7

She came to me with tears running down her face. I told her to sit down on my bed and tell me what was wrong.

Hesitantly, she spilled her heart out to me. Desperately trying to mend the pieces of her little heart back together, I told her how much I loved her and that it would be okay.

Inept, unequipped, and completely out of words, I just sat with her, held her close, and let her cry.

The text came through and I just stared at it.

What? Why? How? When?

I swallowed hard and gripped the phone with both hands as if I could squeeze the words away and let them not be true.

How much more, Lord? How much more bad news can we take?

Sitting in my bed with computer sprawled across my lap, my daughter walks into the bedroom.

Mom, what’s wrong?? She worriedly asks.

Tears streaming down my face and looking like a hot mess, I told her I was just going through some old blog posts from our family blog.

Dating back from 2008, I was re-living the stories I had written. Children so small. Me, so much younger. Life just so…..different.

Why do you do this to yourself? She inquisitively asks me.

I think hard on that question before answering.