“As I stood over her and spent those last few minutes with her, blood was cascading down my legs and onto the floor. I didn't care - my womb was crying. Everything about me was crying. Watching them wheel her away broke me. My life ended then and there."
"I write this because I feel like many people today struggle with knowing God’s voice, curious as to whether or not God is hearing their cries. Even in God’s silence there is power."
