All God's Promises Prove True: 5 Years Missing Austen

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It's been too long since I last posted! I try to post on here at least once a month to keep family and friends updated on life. I'm hoping for several posts in the next few days, but we will see if I make it that far! :)

I've been serving with GriefShare this semester, which has been really good for me! God has done such a work in my heart through Austen's death, and I am glad to be able to pour out some of that to share with others in their darkest times. It hurts my heart to see the women in my group in such pain each week, but I am also so hopeful for each of them. God promises in Romans 8:28 that for those who love Him, He will work all things together for good! That's a promise I'm not willing to let go. It's a promise I've been able to see the fruit of. And I am thankful.

I was able to share my testimony with grief one night in GriefShare. You can listen here.

This March was 5 years since Austen passed away. We set off balloons, like we do each year. Here is the video of our balloon send off! Lil has come to look forward to this each year, which I love. It's a great way for me to share with her how special Austen was and how much I miss him, without unnecessarily pouring my heart out.


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