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Keep Looking UP!

Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day is tomorrow, and I hope you’ll join us for the Wave of Light. The link will be sent out via email and shared on our website and social media. So many of you purchased candles and t-shirts (THANK YOU!), and I can’t wait to see your photos on social media. Be sure to tag @hopemommies in your posts on Instagram and Facebook. We love seeing this beautiful community come together around such a meaningful day. I pray tomorrow will be gentle on your heart. A sacred pause when the watching world stops and remembers with us. I pray you feel seen and loved by those around you, by all of us at Hope Mommies, but ...

Grief in the Summertime – Finding God’s Presence in the Rhythms of Creation

For most of human history, people lived without clocks. Before the sundial gave way to watches and phones that sync us down to the second, people moved with the rhythm of nature. The rising and setting sun directed their days, and the changing seasons shaped their work and rest. But today, we are bound by schedules, calendars, and endless to-do lists. Time pushes forward, whether we are ready or not. For a grieving mother, summer’s long days can feel especially heavy. When the world around us bursts with life—children laughing at the pool, families heading off on vacation—it can feel as though time is rushing past our sorrow, leaving us ...

What does it mean that God is making all things new?

Have you ever wondered what blessings God is working out through the heartbreak of losing a baby? By His nature, God is redeeming. Ever since sin cursed the earth, we have seen Him making things new—bringing beauty from brokenness. In the aftermath of Adam and Eve’s shattered hearts, as thorns choked Eden’s beauty and the earth groaned under the weight of sorrow, God whispered His promise to mend what was lost. Revelation 21:5 declares, “Behold, I am making all things new.” One day, He will restore the perfection and splendor of His creation, and every tear will be wiped away. But even now, we can see glimpses of His renewal at work in ...

Honoring Him This Father’s Day You See His Grief—And That Matters

I’ve been thinking about Father’s Day and how hard it can be—not just for us, but for the men we love. As Hope Moms, we carry our grief in ways that are often seen—our tears, our words, the way we hold onto memories. But for our husbands, it’s different. Their pain is quieter, often unspoken, but no less deep. Hope Dads often bear the weight of loss in a way the world doesn’t always recognize.  That’s why I want to encourage you to honor him this Father’s Day. He may not say much, he may not even know how to put words to what he’s feeling, but he is a father. And just like we long for our babies to be remembered, so does ...

Why Do I Run From You?

“Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence?” —Psalm 139:7 In the raw ache of grief, I’ve asked this more than once: “Why do I run from You, Lord, when You’re the only one who understands me?” It doesn’t make sense on paper. God is my refuge, my comfort, my healer. I know this. I’ve sung it in church, I’ve whispered it in the dark, and yet, when the pain crashed in—when my arms felt empty and my heart shattered—I didn’t fall into His. I pulled away. In those raw and early days of grief, instead of leaning into His presence, I often retreated. I numbed. I avoided. I distracted myself ...

God is not outside this grief, He is with you in it.

There is something holy about grief. Not because it feels good or because we understand it—but because God meets us there. We often feel pressure to move past our sorrow. To find the silver lining. To clean up our tears and point to hope before we’ve even had time to weep. But the heart of our God is not one who rushes us past our pain. He is not uncomfortable with our lament. He is not impatient with our sadness. God is not outside your grief. He is not standing at a distance, waiting for you to “get over it.” He is sitting with you in it. Psalm 34:18 says, “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in ...

To the mama whose arms are empty this Mother’s Day

I see you. I see your pain. I see the ache that words cannot touch and the longing that time does not erase. I see your love, deep and unshaken, stretching across the space between you and your precious child. I know this day is hard. It’s a day that magnifies the ache of what should have been, what once was, or what you dreamed would be. A day that reminds us of just how fragile and broken this world can be. While others celebrate with flowers, handmade cards, and sticky little fingers wrapped around theirs, you are left holding memories, longing, and love that has nowhere tangible to go. I may not know your exact story—whether your child ...

Selah: A Sacred Pause in Your Grief

Selah. Have you heard this word before? Chances are you’ve read it in the Bible, or maybe you’ve heard of the band by the same name. Whether it’s familiar or brand new, I want you to take a moment and let the meaning of this God-breathed word settle in your heart.  The Hebrew word Selah appears 74 times in the Bible, and 71 of those occur in the book of Psalms. Many commentaries say that Selah is a mysterious, ambiguous word—a word with uncertain meaning. However, some believe King David used this word as an invitation to pause—to take a breath, reflect, rest, and remember. In the early days of my grief, rest felt impossible. After my ...

When death steals your song God prepares the way for joy and light to return

In Psalm 42 we’re given a poetic description of a man who is suffering unbearable circumstances. He pants and thirsts. Tears have been his food day and night. His soul is downcast. Can you relate? I can. 14 years ago, I gave birth to my daughter in a silent hospital room. There was no sweet cry of a newborn, only hushed voices. Joy and light left my world the moment death entered. Her little body was so perfectly formed by the Creator. I held her and wept as I admired every single feature. 22 weeks with her wasn’t enough.  Even now, there are moments I cry tears I didn’t know I had left to cry, still longing for what was lost. Mothering a ...

He is Risen! Hope is Alive!

For all of us with aching hearts today,  I pray we hold onto the glorious truth of Easter—Jesus has conquered death! Because of His victory, we have the unshakable hope that one day, we will see our precious children again. Though our arms may feel empty, our hearts can rejoice, for the resurrection of Christ assures us that death is not the end. His love endures and eternity awaits. “Death is swallowed up in victory. ‘O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?’”– 1 Corinthians 15:55 “Because I live, you also will live.” – John 14:19 “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! ...