Beating on the Chest of God; A Faith Journey Through Infertility
Nonfiction, Health & Well Being, Self Help, Self Improvement, Health
| Author: | Rachel Whaley Doll | ISBN: | 9781310454134 |
| Publisher: | Rachel Whaley Doll | Publication: | June 1, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Rachel Whaley Doll |
| ISBN: | 9781310454134 |
| Publisher: | Rachel Whaley Doll |
| Publication: | June 1, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Infertility sucks. If you live with it, your faith, in whatever you believe in, takes a beating. My story is about infertility, but wrestling with God is a universal struggle. Whatever causes you to be depressed or lose hope, this book is for you. For years, I wrote through the pain, and passed around my journal, giving comfort to many. When I tried to publish it, secular publishers were not interested, since it deals with faith. Christian publishers were not interested, since I am a minister’s wife speaking honestly and openly about the doubt and anger I experienced in my faith. They wanted to sanitize my words, and give it a neat and tidy ending. I decided to be completely honest instead.
In those dark days I wanted, and needed, to know I wasn’t alone.
I discovered along the journey, that God did not wear a cape, swooping in to save the day. Most days, God did not hold me or even look me in the eye. I did discover, however, that God never left. I was never alone in the darkness, and neither are you.
Infertility sucks. If you live with it, your faith, in whatever you believe in, takes a beating. My story is about infertility, but wrestling with God is a universal struggle. Whatever causes you to be depressed or lose hope, this book is for you. For years, I wrote through the pain, and passed around my journal, giving comfort to many. When I tried to publish it, secular publishers were not interested, since it deals with faith. Christian publishers were not interested, since I am a minister’s wife speaking honestly and openly about the doubt and anger I experienced in my faith. They wanted to sanitize my words, and give it a neat and tidy ending. I decided to be completely honest instead.
In those dark days I wanted, and needed, to know I wasn’t alone.
I discovered along the journey, that God did not wear a cape, swooping in to save the day. Most days, God did not hold me or even look me in the eye. I did discover, however, that God never left. I was never alone in the darkness, and neither are you.
