I believe in healing and miracles. I never thought my baby, Solace, would die.

I had faith that Solace would be born safely. But I've come to realize that there is a bigger faith. That even when you know that your faith is strong enough to believe for something, and you don't get it, that you know that you can still trust God. It even surprised me. Because when I was going through it all, I thought that God would have some answering to do if things did not work out how I planned. But things having worked out the way they did, I still know I don't need to know, cause I can rest knowing He knows.

I believe all children that die are cared for in heaven. And that when we live a faithful life in Christ, we will see our children again.

All our lives are filled with joys and pain. Granted, this may be one of the biggest challenges. One of the biggest "whys". And though we may not know the answer today, somewhere even the saddest things take a special place in the bigger plan that interlaces all of us.

My journey with Solace has also been a spiritual one. Faith is at its most beautiful when it blooms in the arid desert of tragedy.

1 Samuel 1:27-28    "I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him. So now I give him to the LORD."

Mark 10:14~    "And Jesus said, Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these"

Isaiah 61:3    "... to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness..."

Luke 12:13     "For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

1 Corinthians 13:7-8     "Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends."