A little girl I never knew started a lifelong journey in lament. A stillborn daughter broke my heart but gave me new eyes to see the world. Lament became my life and a means of grace to my soul. It opened my heart to lessons I never expected. It drew me into depths of worship I never knew existed. That’s my journey. And wherever you are in yours, I invite you: keep lamenting. In dark clouds there is deep mercy as we discover the grace of lament.
