The Question We Never Faced

I have a scar. It’s not pretty, but it tells a beautiful story. Maybe you remember when I gave you the beginning of it—when I showed you my scar—when I acknowledged for the first time that unplanned Cesarean had done more than scar my abdomen. It had scarred my heart.

When I told you I was living with the emotional pain of unplanned Cesarean, I believed that pain might never heal. But then, online and off, we had these great conversations. I’d shown you my heart, and then you showed me yours. You questioned me. You encouraged me. Some of you scolded me. But most of you, at the very least, tried to understand me.

And unexpected though it was, through vulnerability, healing came—and it has put me in a better place now than I was then to tell you this which I share today. You see, there is more to the story behind my scar. That unplanned Cesarean would later become the backdrop to another story much bigger than I. A story of life, of grace, of unanswered prayer, and a story that would determine where we would go from there.

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The Question We Never Faced