Angels not Present

The mix emotions of lossing my preemie baby. She is my first born. Everyday is a struggle. I blog about my coping and how Christianity has helped me. My expiriences and questions I ask God about the afterlife. May God give us the strength to keep on moving forward in hopes to see our little ones again. Jehova Rapha ~God our healer

[ceevee5]

[wnq-writers]

May you fall in love with someone, who never gets tired of saving you from your own chaos.

thetypewriterdaily (via wnq-writers)

[thewhaleridingvulcan-deactivate]

If you've lost a child through miscarriage, stillbirth, or infant loss please reblog this

I’m looking for more angel parents to follow blogs of

[jmckamey2011]

I lost my daughter :( 14 months old

[theprimroseproject-deactivated2]

You’re not reminding me of my hurt, because it never left. I haven’t forgotten that she died. In fact, it’s so refreshing to hear you talk about her, because it shows you haven’t forgotten her either.

Julie Forman (via theprimroseproject)

[tethlimom-blog]

Almost 2 years now. Time goes by so quick. You would be walking and talking by now. Instead I never heard your voice, your body is in the ground... a nameless tomb is where you lie...

[tethlimom-blog]

The Names of God

El Shaddai: The sustainer

El Ohim: Powerful and mighty

El Olam: The everlasting

Jehovah Simmah: The Lord is present

Jehovah Jireh: He will provide

Jehovah Rapha: Our healer

Yahweh: I am that I am

[tethlimom-blog]

Apr. 27

It's time for me to let you. I can't keep holding on to you. I will miss you everyday, but it's not healthy to keep picking at the wound and not letting it heal. Goodbye baby girl, I'll see you again when the time comes. I Love you

[a-joyfuljourney]

[godfruits-blog]

At my lowest: God is my hope. At my darkest: God is my light. At my weakest: God is my strength. At my saddest: God is my comforter.

(via god-breathed)

[contrariansoul-deactivated20180]

Good Friday is a day for remembering not just that Jesus died. And not just that Jesus died for us. But that this act of violence against Jesus is our act against him. And, lest we forget, this is the Jesus who identifies himself with those who find themselves on the wrong side of injustice. “Any time you did not feed one of these brothers or sisters of mine, you did not feed me.” Good Friday is a mirror for us, not just to see, in some general way, that the weight of our sin is so heavy that this heavy act had to be done in turn. Good Friday is a day for us to see that all of our acts of violence and injustice place us in need of divine forgiveness. Kings and people, Jews and Gentiles alike. We have aligned ourselves with the economy of wealth, and power, upheld by systemic violence against lives and bodies. We need to be forgiven. Perhaps most of all for the failure to trust that Jesus gives the gift of paradise that we strive to build for ourselves through our destruction of him wherever we may find him.

http://www.patheos.com/blogs/storiedtheology/2016/03/25/holy-week-good-friday/ (via contrariansoul)

[millaymary]

[spiritualinspiration2]

[tethlimom-blog]

No one want to hear about someone's dead child. Much less follow a blog about it.

[tethlimom-blog]

Days like today I want to spend alone. I have no child, and for all I know there won't be anymore. I really wish I could have just one, my husband expects one... but what if I can't give him any

[horaceandmae]

[heryearnings]

so precious

[77zcr-deactivated20240609]

real 💯

[tethlimom-blog]

New job

I have a little less than a month working here. One of the other women at my office is struggling with her daughter, and it seems easy to talk about our hardships.