I have to tell you that it really amazes me the way God works.
I often forget that God knows what it’s like to suffer. He knows what heartache is and feels like. He’s experienced it, more times than all of us. Every time I, his Child, suffer or lose someone, He is suffering and losing someone too.
I still can’t put into words how my miscarriage has changed me. I still can’t tell you that I am emotionally healed. I still can’t tell you that not a day goes by that I question God, Satan, and anyone else in my life why I lost my child. Why my husband and I lost our child.
I’ve refrained from talking to a professional counselor because I find it hard to believe that they would understand. Unless they’ve gone through my same circumstances how can they relate, how can I feel a connection with them, how can they help me.
It took a young boy for me to realize that I can’t be healed by talking to just anyone. Ultimately, there is only one counselor that can heal. One counselor that has gone through the same circumstances, OneI can connect with counselor that , and One counselor who can help me.
Take a look for yourself and see if this sweet child can teach you something too.