God & Grief
a not-so-formal invitation into real, raw motherhood this week - including a conversation and Brave Lament with Dr. Christy Bauman, PhD
This may be the easiest newsletter for me to write, my friend.
Because some of my earliest memories are of grief. A whirlwind of loss rampaged my childhood home - culminating with my unborn brother going home to be with Jesus.
I remember everything.
Without us going into a dark place and space today (because that’s not what this newsletter is for), I want to touch upon what it’s like to live with grief for some - for some to live with grief is to question everything. Including God himself.
An invitation:
On Saturday morning, our Moms for Mental Health community will sit with Dr. Christy Bauman for what I expect to be a “beautiful-albeit-equally-terrible” time to wrap our hands and hearts around Christy’s story of birthing a still babe. I have listed out my personal questions for her. And also, I encourage you to email us yours here, too.
If you know of someone who has experienced loss of any kind and mothers, I ask that you consider sharing this post today with her. It might be the most important conversation she hears all year.
Between now and then, I’ll leave you with a morsel or two of hope -
Not only women who have experienced human loss grieve.
A podcast worth your time:
If you would like to take a moment and lean into your own journey with special needs parenting and the loss that lives here (because it does), Amy has recorded a beautiful podcast conversation. Listening to this was good for my own soul, as my little home is about halfway through intensive therapy through NOCD for our youngest child.
In motherhood we often give up lots, Mom.
Sometimes it’s willingly - but mostly, it’s not.
A post on God, trauma, grief and growth:
I explored this (the unwilling giving up of things and the growth here) over my weekend as our home encountered it’s own trauma response to ongoing grief right here.
No matter how long the cancer is gone, we’ve seen so much.
Still, still - hope can live here.
I promise.
We promise.
See you Saturday, love.
Jennifer
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