54 results for author: Ashlee Schmidt


Discussions in Grief: Permission to Grieve

Grieving involves new emotions and considerations often too many to numbers. When you find yourself in overwhelming grief, you likely feel buried and lost. In this series, we slowly and compassionately look at one aspect of grief at a time from a biblical perspective for the newly grieving mother. Click {here} to read past posts in this series.  I remember the first time I felt the guilt. It had been a few weeks since Chance’s funeral, my son who we lost at 20 weeks’ gestation, and I was alone, at home, with my two daughters, ages 15 months and 2.5 years. The memory box the hospital gave me sat on my dining room table, I could not yet ...

Discussions in Grief: Waves

Grieving involves new emotions and considerations often too many to numbers. When you find yourself in overwhelming grief, you likely feel buried and lost. In this series, we slowly and compassionately look at one aspect of grief at a time from a biblical perspective for the newly grieving mother. Click {here} to read past posts in this series.  One of my favorite memories as a child was going to the coast with my parents. My mother loved to play in the ocean and we spent hours splashing in the waves. When I lived near the Gulf of Mexico, a group of us went to the coast nearly every week. Sometimes we played on the shore and let the waves ...

Discussions in Grief: Wailing

Grieving involves new emotions and considerations often too many to numbers. When you find yourself in overwhelming grief, you likely feel buried and lost. In this series, we slowly and compassionately look at one aspect of grief at a time from a biblical perspective for the newly grieving mother. Click {here} to read past posts in this series.  About two months after Max’s death, I found myself at a dear friend’s wedding. She had just danced her father/daughter dance as her husband walked out onto the floor with his mom. I felt my chest tighten and a lump form in my throat. Then the music began, and suddenly everything inside me broke. I ...

Jessica’s Story

A little before we made the decision to start trying for baby number three, my older sister and her husband found out that their son, Jaxson, had a hereditary genetic disorder that was complicated. It would require a bone marrow transplant along with additional, life long, support of various kinds. Of course this was difficult news for our entire family to digest, but I didn’t worry about the effects that it could have on my family—until a conversation that I had with someone close to the situation. I was excited to share that we were going to start trying for another baby, but the conversation took a turn I wasn’t expecting: I was advised to ...

Book Review: “A Heart Set Free,” by Christina Fox

Melissa Kruger, who blogs at The Gospel Coalition, wrote this in the foreword of A Heart Set Free, by Christina Fox, concerning her struggle to reconcile feelings with the Christian faith: “Each time I tried to push [my emotions] down, they would pop back up in another form. In some ways, I found myself struggling with the fact that I had any negative emotions at all. Wasn’t I supposed to “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you”? (1 Thess. 5:16-18)  Did this verse leave room for sorrow, fear, anxiety, or grief?” Kruger endorses Fox’s work as ...

Finding Your Home on Mother’s Day

Empty arms have a way of making a woman feel homeless and out of place. Mother’s Day can make you feel like you don’t belong at church or even in your circle of friends. You may be surrounded by pregnant women, newborn babies, or families with quivers full of children, and your arms ache to be a part of the club. But you’re not. Is there a place for you in God’s house? He hasn’t yet made you the joyous mother of children, does He still have a home for you (Psalm 113:9)? Maybe you recently lost a child through miscarriage, stillbirth, or in infancy. You might feel like the Psalmist in Psalm 77 who says: “In the day of my trouble I ...

Aimee’s Story

On December 29, 2011 our world was forever changed in a blink of an eye! This is our story, this is us, and this is our hope! My husband and I have been blessed with three beautiful, healthy girls, and we were beyond elated when we found out we were expecting again. After having three healthy pregnancies, I instantly knew something wasn't right when the ultrasound tech took a deep breath and sat on my bed. I uttered the dreaded words, "Is the baby okay?" and was so scared for the answer; her reply shocked me. She said, “I am going to be honest; I have never seen this before. Your baby is fine but there is something else occurring too. I ...

Elizabeth’s Story

Jordan Emmanuel & Jonathan Patrick: The Bruffey Family Story of Loss & Hope Need. A word that has earned a deeper significance in my family. I grew up knowing what I wanted. I was a dreamer who wanted to travel, learn sign language, be a wife, and be a mother. From the time I was a young girl, I dreamed of having a home overflowing with children. That was what I wanted. On September 30, 2016, my husband and I were delighted to learn that God had sent us a fourth child! However, His plan for that life on earth was brief. Just eight days later, we lost our "BB4" to miscarriage at five weeks five days. We were devastated. I ached to find ...

Testimony Tuesday {Lindsey’s Experience}

It was what would’ve been Dasah’s two-month birthday but instead of taking cute photos of her I was standing at her gravesite for the first time since we buried her. It was a beautiful day and somehow as I was driving that day I found myself turning at the road that goes into the cemetery instead of just driving by as I usually do. Whenever anyone says they’ve just “found themselves” somewhere I’ve always thought they must be a little crazy. Who just “finds themselves” somewhere? Well, that day I became that crazy person. I think of turning every time I’ve driven by and just can never seem to muster up the energy to face whatever ...

Danielle’s Story

“Through the eye of the storm, You remain in control. And in the middle of the war, You guard my soul. You alone are the anchor when my sails are torn. Your love surrounds me in the eye of the storm.” Ryan Stevenson This song plays in my mind often. The whole song has meaning to me. It does feel like I have been living a storm for the past seven weeks. I go from deep sorrow to anger. Then to depression and back to anger with heartbrokenness at the forefront. I can’t believe I will never see my daughter’s eyes on this side of heaven. I can’t believe I won’t be bringing her home from the hospital in a few short weeks. I will never see her ...