On the hard days...

I haven't been vague about what this miscarriage has done to my faith. No, in fact, I think I've shared that basically this miscarriage has rocked my faith to its core.

Why? Why would something like this take me so far away from the strong faith, praise the name of Jesus at all times, cry out to Him and run to Him faith I have clung to for so many years?

I don't know. I just don't. I don't have the answers.

But today, it was a hard day. Not so much over the miscarriage, but over everything. Over the pain and struggle of this life and this world. Over the sadness and grief and pain that is this life.

And when I think one more time, as I have so many times since October that God's ears don't hear my cries anymore, He sends light in the form of a text message from a friend. It never fails...she texts me whenever I am sad, hurt, broken once again. Just to check on me. And let me know that she cares.