I was drowning in a vast ocean of emptiness. Why was God silent while I, who had followed Him faithfully for so many years, was begging for answers?
I mourned the loss of a baby who never truly lived. I buried the dream of children under the ashes of infertility. I screamed at the heavens for answers. I sat crumbled on the floor for hours and forced myself to breathe. And silence echoed.
Questions filled my journals and tears filled my nights instead of sleep.
Where are you, God? Where? What have I done to deserve your indifference?
By the time I turned to Scripture, I was dying for oxygen.
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