This summer was hard. I had no interest in writing, none at all, it was too painful to think deeply. But then school started, and as a writing major, I had to write again. So I wrote. I wrote pages and pages, and none of it was for an assignment. I had to drain out all the summer's stagnant waters to get to what was clean and pure. To heal.
Out of that came a blog post for my internship. I came back to the blogging world today on The Redeeming Things, a blog for the Twin Cities written by a collaboration of Christian writers from my church. You can find the blog post here.
It begins:
"C.S. Lewis concluded that, if God is good, suffering in
this life must have a purpose. I fall under the category of one who
believes God is good. Experiences sometimes challenge that mentality,
but recently I have been learning the truth and comfort in C.S. Lewis’
words. This semester I had to read A Grief Observed for a class, and it
enlightened me even more in my personal confrontation with grief.
You see, this summer I had a miscarriage.
The whole summer went by. And I didn’t realize how depressed I had become..." [read more]
