My faith is an important part of my life.
Until my eldest son was born I had a reassuringly predictable Christian upbringing. I started dating my husband when we were teenagers and we used our medical and nursing skills to work abroad. When our defining moment came, all our previously held hopes and dreams appeared to shatter. The contents of our lives were tipped out on the floor and we were left with the question – what now?
More than ever, I’m convinced that being broken isn’t a problem, it’s what we do with the pieces that count. Parenting and loving our son has shaped the way we view God and how we live our lives.
To learn more about our journey you can read my memoir, The Skies I’m Under or my blog. Here is a short parable written from our experiences published in Baptist Times (http://www.baptist.org.uk/Articles/492736/Maybe_it_isn.aspx ).
As well as speaking at mainstream events, I have lead workshops (link to page below) for parents of children with additional needs. I’m also privileged to have shared with smaller groups and church congregations about what we how our faith has grown through our complicated version of parenting.
Unsurprisingly, I’m really passionate about how the church cares for families like mine. How we care for the vulnerable, include the marginalised and value each other shows the kind of community we are.
“A new command I give to you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”