The Same God

July 27, 2022

The God that called my mother home before we were ready is the same God that sent me the love of my life. 

The God that didn’t save my mother from a ghastly disease is the same God that gave me the title of mother and tiny blessings to go with it. 

The God that didn’t answer prayers for my mother‘s healing is the same God that has answered prayers for my own. 

The God that didn’t give my mother a life with many years is the same God that keeps adding years to mine. 

The God that allowed my mother to die is the same one she fiercely believed would be waiting for her in eternity. 

How can they be the same? 

How can the same creator cause immeasurable gifts while also causing insurmountable pain?  

How can they be the same? 

How can the same creator hold both beauty and miracle and also horror and hell? How can the same creator craft love and also death and endings? 

The very God I remain faithful to is the one who sometimes shatters my faith too– challenging everything I believe and hope for. The very God I pray to each night is the same one who leaves me with unanswered questions and heartbreak. 

How can they be the same? 

Please, tell me, how can they be the same? 

xox, Chels

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A wife, mother and educator who has Indiana roots and a passionate spirit. Chelsea is a sappy romantic, coffee junkie, book collector, and person who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sarcastic, full of jokes, full of tears, and enjoys writing most when life gets messy or complicated. In 2017, Chelsea's mother passed away. Through her grief journey, she decided to take her mother’s advice and share her writing with the world. One day she gained the courage to honor her mother's wishes and write. It turned out to be one of the best decisions she's ever made.

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