marked by uncertainty.

Over the last few years, my cry of, “help my unbelief,” has gotten louder and more desperate as I have (involuntarily) joined the club of special needs mothering, of loving a child with a condition that does not have case studies, does not have examples, does not contain surety of what will or will not happen. This has driven my heart to the depths, and has led me to a diagnosis of clinical depression. In it all, the Lord has been kind, even when I haven’t been able to call Him good. He has been kind through the community of believers around me, through the bright eyes of my two sweet boys, through the strength of my husband, through our families who love us well. He has been kind in giving me an outlet, writing, that requires little more than a laptop and eyes that can stay open long enough to compose a sentence. He has been kind in teaching me how to rest just a tiny bit better than I used to know how to do (which was pretty much not at all).

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Author: Abby Perry

Abby Perry is an old soul, a Jesus girl, better in writing. She's a wife to Jared and mother to Owen and Gabriel. Words strung together is her attempt at making sense of the world. In 2016, she is blogging her way through her first full year of observing the Christian/liturgical calendar. She also writes on her family's journey amidst the realities of Gabriel's neuro-genetic disorder, listening to the Spirit in the midst of suffering, and the questions ever present in her mind.