so often i find myself consumed in my own plans and hoping that god somehow will jump on board with whatever i have going on… it tends to lead to anxiety + fear when MY plans don’t work out the way i think they should.<\/p>\n
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\ncancer. infertility. high-risk pregnancy. vasa previa. nicu. twins.<\/p>\n
they all lead to one thing… god is bigger.<\/em> he is bigger than my plans. bigger than my fears. bigger than me.<\/p>\n but yet i still doubt. i doubt His goodness. His plans. His promises. His will.<\/p>\n then i have these moments. i look at these sweet faces. these shirts<\/a>. the first shirts i ever bought them when i found out i was pregnant. these shirts that i still shove them into even though they don’t fit anymore because they shed such light. such hope.
\njesus saves, bro.<\/strong><\/p>\n