Shannon Costello

My grief over not having children is, to me, comparable to the grief of losing someone I care about to death.  In this case, I just don’t know who I lost.

Pastors love the story behind “It is Well with my Soul”.  Of course I’ve heard it a bunch of times, but it still made me want to cry today (or maybe I did a little).  To write the line, “when sorrows like sea billows roll” and to imagine those sea billows sweeping over the bodies of your four children…

I also thought about Jesus, dying at my age, in public agony, no wife, no children.

The sermon was all about our light and momentary troubles being nothing compared to eternal glory.  It is easy to get miffed when my troubles are described as light and momentary, but those words aren’t used to invalidate my grief, but to show how much eternity outweighs it.  This is true, even if I don’t always feel it.