tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post457220046698735329..comments2023-11-20T00:39:08.642-08:00Comments on Love Inspired: A Story for Every Reader: God Reaching Out to Us Through...FlowersPamela Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-8269513356301319892009-01-23T12:04:00.000-08:002009-01-23T12:04:00.000-08:00Mimi, what a wonderful Bible verse to bring up. Th...Mimi, what a wonderful Bible verse to bring up. Thanks for sharing it and for sharing your story.<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-69861100414233708242009-01-23T11:43:00.000-08:002009-01-23T11:43:00.000-08:00Thanks so much for sharing! I was so surprised to ...Thanks so much for sharing! I was so surprised to have a miscarriage after 3 amazingly successful and easy pregnancies! I miscarried about a week after I found out I was pregnant, the day before my birthday. Believe it or not, I got pregnant just over a month later! I can't imagine my life w/out Ryan, but I wonder what Taylor Lee, as my daughters named the miscarried baby, would've been like. God knit us together in our mother's womb and I believe He knit Taylor there for that little period of time as well. Don't understand the purpose, but there's a reason.<BR/><BR/>Blessings,<BR/>Mimi BMimi Nhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16860967608697974293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-20362928721985290142009-01-23T09:28:00.000-08:002009-01-23T09:28:00.000-08:00Isn't it amazing, Linda. And your post reminded me...Isn't it amazing, Linda. And your post reminded me of it. :)<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-50144355458873769822009-01-23T09:20:00.000-08:002009-01-23T09:20:00.000-08:00Oh my goodness, Missy. I'm crying. Thank you for s...Oh my goodness, Missy. I'm crying. Thank you for sharing your painful journey and for your honesty about your feelings. What a beautiful story, and as He did for me, God made the flowers bloom just to say He loved you. Wow!Linda Goodnighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03180677262384855235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-35554573426980398222009-01-23T06:00:00.000-08:002009-01-23T06:00:00.000-08:00Squiresj, thank you so much for sharing your story...Squiresj, thank you so much for sharing your story and about the amazing protection you and your daughter have had.<BR/><BR/>One thing that you said that will stick with me is that your friend just cried with you. It's good to know that sometimes that's all we need to do for our friends.Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-60782242160508523012009-01-23T05:58:00.000-08:002009-01-23T05:58:00.000-08:00Debbie, you're so right about how grief is so indi...Debbie, you're so right about how grief is so individual. And I'm sure God knows that and meets each of us right where we need to be met.<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-5658396671008388882009-01-22T23:43:00.000-08:002009-01-22T23:43:00.000-08:00I can very well relate to your blog here. I misca...I can very well relate to your blog here. I miscarried 2 years after my first daughter was born. I didn't even know I was pregnant. I was hurt by my Pastor telling me it was God's way of getting rid of something that wasn't right. Why would God even make something that wasn't right. The only person who ministered most to me during that time was a Mexican friend of mine who knew not what to say and said she would cry with me and hold me while I cried. I never forgot that. Like you I blamed God off and on for 2 years. Those were a hard two years on my husband as he did not know how to help me. One day God told me time to grieve was over. Through three different messages in three different states, he told me he was going to restore what the enemy stole from me. I never quit bleeding. I was bleeding every two weeks and I came up pregnant. Now you know that is a miracle. It is even a greater miracle because my youngest daughter looks so much like her earthly Dad. She is now 22 years old. God has given her back to me two other times since then. One car wreck we hit a tree and for weeks we prayed because they were going to take out her spleen. I had a broken ankle and couldn't even be with her. I am still suffering from that accident. But my daughter never had her spleen out. That was in 1997. In 2003, she flipped our car upside down. We were going around a dead deer coming home from church after an annointed Missionette meeting. When we went around deer, ty-rod on back wheel of car broke. We were going straight and all of sudden couldn't control the car. God wrapped both my daughter and me in angel's wings and we felt them and protected us as the car flipped over and upside down in ditch. My daughter's neck would have been snapped otherwise. The windshield broke but not one piece of glass fell to floor. We were able to crawl out of car unharmed. We will never forget the angel winds.<BR/>God has used this miscarriage for me to pray with other women who have had a hard time conceiving. One woman was 36 and wanted kids. I told her she would have them and prayed with her. That's how old I was when I had my youngest. She now has three boys. Another woman has a four year old girl. You are now sharing your story and it will touch others and help them.<BR/>God bless you and keep you annointed and writing things to uplift and encourage others.squiresjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14116632619184218017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-62157987632399464722009-01-22T23:08:00.000-08:002009-01-22T23:08:00.000-08:00Missy, Thank you for sharing this story. I haven't...Missy, Thank you for sharing this story. I haven't been to the blog for a few days and am so glad I showed up. Grief is so hard to bear and the way it touches us and how we react is so individual and sometimes unexplainable. You put into words how my heart felt when I lost Wayne. I had a crisis, not of faith, but of prayer. I stopped praying because I felt like God was going to do what He wanted to and my prayers wouldn't change anything. I know that isn't true but in the midst of my grief and all the way until this year I had a hard time. Anyway, I can't imagine losing a child. Bless you!Debra Cloptonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11858790200554274867noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-21814904054242115732009-01-22T19:19:00.000-08:002009-01-22T19:19:00.000-08:00Oh, Janet D., that's amazing! I'm so glad you shar...Oh, Janet D., that's amazing! I'm so glad you shared about your plant.Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-29630987606054081382009-01-22T19:16:00.000-08:002009-01-22T19:16:00.000-08:00Missy, your beautiful post brought tears to my eye...Missy, your beautiful post brought tears to my eyes. God is good. He understands our hurt and anger during hard times.<BR/><BR/>Violets have a special place in my heart. When my mother died, a friend gave my dad this huge African violet. Four years later, he and that violet came to live with us as he entered hospice. I still have this precious reminder of my parents. <BR/><BR/>Christy, violet plant food helps keep them strong and blooming.<BR/><BR/>JanetJanet Deanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08498270462296096254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-77260951359879082802009-01-22T18:32:00.000-08:002009-01-22T18:32:00.000-08:00Julie, I know you've been through so much the last...Julie, I know you've been through so much the last few months. I'm glad God led you over here today.<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-64612873431586497102009-01-22T18:29:00.000-08:002009-01-22T18:29:00.000-08:00Hi, Janet. Thanks for stopping by.Patti Jo, Africa...Hi, Janet. Thanks for stopping by.<BR/><BR/>Patti Jo, African violets are so persnickety. So don't take it personally. :)Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-81002401304373064062009-01-22T18:15:00.000-08:002009-01-22T18:15:00.000-08:00Oh, Missy, I'm sitting here writing this with tear...Oh, Missy, I'm sitting here writing this with tears in my eyes because so many times in the last few months, I have felt exactly the same way. Thank you for your courage to share this painful memory and for your unbelievably timely encouragement because I really needed to read it today.<BR/><BR/>Hugs,<BR/>JulieJulie Lessmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406395645316139292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-42424781820524270742009-01-22T15:38:00.000-08:002009-01-22T15:38:00.000-08:00Oh Missy....what a sweet, sweet story. Thank you ...Oh Missy....what a sweet, sweet story. Thank you for sharing with us. God is SO amazing, and I love the ways He does things like that to show us He's with us and always cares about what we're going through. ~ I LOVE African Violets...but sadly I need some new ones. My other ones decided they just didn't like my windowsill anymore-LOL! Hugs to you, Patti Jo :)CatMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09985658721138526298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-38842603305989533392009-01-22T13:36:00.000-08:002009-01-22T13:36:00.000-08:00Missy -- that is a beautiful story. thank you for...Missy -- that is a beautiful story. thank you for sharing it.Janet Tronstadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07901051836938693274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-22480642254077776962009-01-22T12:29:00.000-08:002009-01-22T12:29:00.000-08:00I'm amazed, too, Margaret. And you'd think we'd ev...I'm amazed, too, Margaret. And you'd think we'd eventually learn to expect it! :)Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-28711876501857117572009-01-22T12:25:00.000-08:002009-01-22T12:25:00.000-08:00What a beautiful story! Thanks for sharing, Missy....What a beautiful story! Thanks for sharing, Missy. I'm continually amazed at His goodness and love.<BR/>MargaretMargaret Daleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07127465489606276067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-107715871169004442009-01-22T11:49:00.000-08:002009-01-22T11:49:00.000-08:00Thank you, Cheryl.MissyThank you, Cheryl.<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-29988171288732944672009-01-22T11:44:00.000-08:002009-01-22T11:44:00.000-08:00VERY touching Missy.HugsCherylVERY touching Missy.<BR/><BR/>Hugs<BR/>CherylCheryl Wyatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01250649739932615615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-28888496183145821092009-01-22T11:32:00.000-08:002009-01-22T11:32:00.000-08:00Mary, I still cringe to think of words of comfort ...Mary, I still cringe to think of words of comfort I've offered in awkward situations before. Sometimes we just don't know what to say. And sometimes, when we're the one grieving, nothing helps. We just need God's Spirit to comfort us.Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-61423005081850223592009-01-22T10:58:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:58:00.000-08:00Missy, what a beautiful story. I know in a time of...Missy, what a beautiful story. I know in a time of loss, all words can have an edge to them. Words of comfort can hurt terribly in unexpected ways. <BR/><BR/>I remember a friend going through a terrible time and everyone who talked to her, she hated because of the stupid things they said. And everyone who DIDN'T talk to her, she hated because they didn't get in touch.<BR/><BR/>There was just no comfort for her for a long time. <BR/><BR/>God bless you. Thanks for sharing this story with us.Mary Connealyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09598386111251769803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-3647169565026832412009-01-22T10:31:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:31:00.000-08:00Lyn, it is truly amazing how much He cares, and ho...Lyn, it is truly amazing how much He cares, and how much one little reminder, like Linda's lilacs blooming out of season or my violet blooming the one time I most needed it, can mean to us.Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-91984795129378624872009-01-22T10:28:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:28:00.000-08:00Mary, I think it's wonderful that you named your s...Mary, I think it's wonderful that you named your son Judah. That is such a testimony to your strong faith.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing.<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-40706860241013139202009-01-22T10:26:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:26:00.000-08:00Jessica, I think it is hard for the ones who are p...Jessica, I think it is hard for the ones who are pregnant when someone close to them loses a baby. They feel so awful. I had a friend who was pregnant at the same time I was, and I know she almost felt guilty. And then it was so hard for me when she had that baby. Yet I was happy for her at the same time.<BR/><BR/>I'm so glad God brings us through those times.Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945907563318808519.post-44661859726834056682009-01-22T10:23:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:23:00.000-08:00Amen, Lynn! He won't let us go. I tried so hard to...Amen, Lynn! He won't let us go. I tried so hard to ignore Him and pretend he wasn't close by. But He had his arms wrapped around me all the time. :)<BR/><BR/>MissyMissy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.com