Post-It Praise: Day 15

Some days I don't understand why God does things. I am so grateful for the two children I hold in my arms, who call me Momma. The two who smother me with kisses and give me their used tissues.

But then I wonder why two other children were pulled from my body before they had time to grow. If children are a heritage and a reward from God - was I being punished? I will never know this side of heaven, but I trust that God knew what he was doing and I know - without a doubt - that my children are better off at the foot of Christ than here.