There are some days when the intensity of what our young families are facing feels like just too much to carry. I can't stop the pain. I can't erase the trauma. I can't repair the brokeness. My heart aches. It is so heavy. Today is one of those days.
It is especially heavy when moms have shared that they can't find hope. They are not sure life is worth living.
All I can do is pray. I pray that hope is found in some way. I pray that God will breakthrough in their lives. He is the only Answer, the only Hope.
On days like today it is as if the stories have permeated me... I am experiencing a glimpse of their pain. I am more aware of my own brokenness and my inability to offer anything useful in my own strength.
All I can do is rest in knowing that God loves each of these moms, dads, and children more then I could ever possibly comprehend.
I will pray. God above please heal the brokenness and restore hope.
All I can do is be with them. I'll continue to walk with these young families through the brokenness, loving them the way they are.
I will keep loving, not on my own, but out of the overflow of love that God has poured into me.
-Krista
