Good Friday
My favorite church service all year has got to be the Good Friday service. I would consider myself always to be a "religious" person- in that I believed in God and went to church- read the bible. After Jeff and I got married, we became more involved and with devotions and such, I found myself drawing closer and closer to God. The experience where I felt God the most, was the day that I gave birth to my boys. It was also the day that I think, my faith was cemented. As those of you reading this know, Andrew left me before I had a chance to even say hello, or look into his eyes. When I arrived at the hospital that day, I had no idea that God already had my son. I knew the moment he was pulled from my body though- and I remember having a strange sense of peace- though my heart was permanately severed that day. It has been a long road of healing for me, but in thinking of Andrew and knowing he is ok with all of my soul, I can't help to think of the amazing sacrafice t...