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Welcome! I am Angie B. Prince, child of God, wife of Tommy, mother of 3, Grief and Trauma Life Coach, Psychotherapist, and Mother Grieving. On 8/2/2006, our precious 19-yr-old daughter Merry Katherine was killed along w/ 2 other teens via vehicular manslaughter. Here I share as we agonizingly process our grief and trauma. Email: MotherGrieving(at)gmail(dot)com. Coaching (Tommy or Angie): Call 865-548-4four3four / Counseling (Angie in TN) 865-604-9nine9two. I pray God will minister to you here.
Blessed Christmas! Spending Christmas without Merry There are no halls decked with holly There are no peop...
He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart.
Isaiah 40:11b



Tuesday's Trust
Little Lambykins
Tommy surprised me today with an early Christmas present! I think it then surprised us both when I cried in response!!! I think we all have a little "inner-child" in us no matter how "grown-up" we are... especially if we have gone through major trauma like all of us have who have lost our child. It was super sweet of him to do this for me. My lamb is cuddled up next to me even as I write this post :)
It all started when Tommy discovered one of his brothers (name nondisclosed for tough-boy-macho-reputation purposes!) was checking himself into a sleep center tomorrow. So Tommy went by the toy store and, lo and behold, he discovered "Little Lambykins" as we call him although the official title is "Sleep Sheep." What Tommy knows, that no one in the entire world but family would know about this big, tough, macho brother who is quite a successful professional in town, is that as a little boy, he had a "little lambykins" of a different make and model in those days of course, that he would drag around with him, and Tommy's then-little-brother would often be found fallen fast asleep, (even in the front yard, as evidenced by the family's home videos) cuddled up with his "little lambykins" while sweetly sucking his thumb! So it was just too priceless to pass up this little prize awaiting Tommy at the toy store for his sleep-clinic-bound "little" brother. After all, the box did say it "plays soothing sounds for better sleep," and that it is for "All Ages"...
The lamb, besides being absolutely adorable, indeed should be great for those of us with sleep issues. It has four different soothing sounds from nature (a mother's heartbeat, falling rain, ocean waves, and whales playing in the ocean) to choose from by the press of one of the four buttons, along with a choice of options of 23 minutes or 45 minutes on a timer, and a rotate on/off and volume switch, all on a little machine that tucks neatly into lambykins' back! No, this is not an advertisement; it is just a description shared by a sweetly-comforted grieving mother!
And, speaking of lambs ~ I am already imagining holding my lamb, like God is holding me...
And how amazing it is that God loved me and my lamb enough to send His own Lamb to us at Christmas-time...
The Son of God who came to earth at Christmas-time came for the purpose of saving us (and our children) from the Enemy whose very purpose was to steal-kill-and-destroy us.
It is also sweet that He came to us as His Word describes, as
"the Lamb of God who came to take away the sins of the earth." ~John 1:29b
The very Son of the Living God humbled Himself as the sacrificial Lamb, ultimately to die for your sake and mine that we may be made right with God and given life after death so that we may ever live in the safety of the Lamb's arms forever and ever.
Merry Christmas everyone! May we all respond to the Loving, Living Lamb who longs to hold us in His loving arms forever. And ever. And ever. Amen.
Jesus and the Lamb
~Katherine Brown
Jesus is the Lamb of God, and is also our Shepherd:
"Come, let us bow down in worship, let us kneel before the Lord our Maker; for He is our God and we are the people of His pasture, the flock under His care."
~Psalm 95:7
This sweetly inspired picture is on Merry Katherine's grave stone, across from a picture of her, along with the Scripture passage from below:
He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart.
~ Isaiah 40:11b ~
(The prophet Isaiah prophesying about this same Christ who came to us at Christmas)
This picture and scripture is also posted at all times on the left side bar of my blog.
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The next day John was there again with two of his disciples. When he saw Jesus passing by, he said,
"Behold! The Lamb of God!"
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The blood of the Lamb has whitened all the saints who are in Heaven; they sing of Him who loved them, and saved them from their own sins in His own blood...
"And from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful witness, and the first begotten of the dead, and the prince of the kings of the earth.
Unto Him (Jesus Christ) that loved us and saved us from our sins in His own blood, and hath made us king and priests unto God and his Father; to Him be glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen."
(~Revelation 1:5-6)
There is no whiteness in heaven but what the Lamb has wrought, no brightness there but what the Lamb has bought; everything there shows the wondrous power and surpassing merit of the Lamb of God.
~Charles Spurgeon
"And every creature which is in heaven, and on the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying,
"'Blessing, and honor, and glory, and power, be unto Him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb forever and ever.'"
~Revelation 5:13


Tuesday's Trust
Insomnia and Self-Blasting
Amidst Child-Loss Grief
Confusion and restlessness along with attacks on self and all else that's good are an indicator of the Evil One attacking.
~St. Teresa of Avila
Lately, I have been plagued with insomnia. After a few hours of sleep, I am wide awake. And that's when the war begins. There is an onslaught against myself that leaves me restless and agitated, yet paralyzed to do anything about it. But it won't leave me alone; it keeps swirling around in my head, keeping me trapped and despondent. ...AND Sleep-Deprived. It is downright maddening. I had chalked it up to,
"Whew...this grief process is something else! Why won't my mind stop racing when it needs to be resting?"
So when I read St. Teresa of Avila's quote, it was such a RELIEF!
I suddenly realized, "So it's not just
My, what a complicated mess we're in... amazing, overwhelming at times.
I guess that's why they call Child-Loss Grief "Complicated" Grief...and Trauma!
Such Complicated Grief is depressing and traumatizing, and its accompanying extreme vulnerability leaves one open to the denigrating attacks of the Vile One.
Here is the full quote from St. Teresa:
Recognizing the devil's hand
I have had so much experience of the devil's doings by now that he knows I can recognize him and therefore torments me less in these ways than he once did.
You can detect his part in an experience by the restlessness and discomfort at the beginning and the confusion he causes in the soul while the experience lasts, as well as by the darkness and affliction into which he plunges the soul and its subsequent aridity and lack of zeal for prayer or any other good thing.
He seems to stifle the soul and squeeze the body, rendering both useless. True humility is quite different. The soul knows it is wretched . . . but there is no accompanying confusion or restlessness.
~St. Teresa of Avila
The following devotional proved to be extremely helpful to me amidst one of these middle-of-the-night agitated states I had recently. I could not sleep. My mind wouldn't stop racing, with my heart feeling the familiar chill that creeps in, filling it and surrounding it when I feel taunted by my grief, wondering,
"Where is my deep grief going to leave me if I can't overcome its traumatic impact and function any better than this?"
I pulled out the flashlight I keep under my bed in case of electricity-squelching storms. I began to read Amy Carmichael's devotional:
"Dr. F. B. Meyer once told me that when he was young he was very irritable, and an old man told him that he had found relief from this very thing by looking up the moment he felt it coming, and saying, 'Thy sweetness, Lord.'
{Just reading this one tender phrase brought my sweet Lord's tender presence into my deep agitation, and I burst into tears, the kind that renders your body shaking along with the tears. I hoped I was not going to awaken Tommy amidst my wracking tears... I continued to read...}
"...'Thy sweetness, Lord.' By telling this, that old man greatly helped Dr. Meyer, and he told it to tens of thousands. I pass it on to you because I have found it a certain and a quick way of escape. Take the opposite of your temptation and look up inwardly, naming that opposite;
Untruth--Thy truth, Lord;
Unkindness--Thy kindness, Lord;
Impatience--Thy patience, Lord;
Selfishness--Thy unselfishness, Lord;
Roughness--Thy gentleness, Lord;
Discourtesy--Thy courtesy, Lord;
Resentment, inward heat, fuss -- Thy sweetness, Lord, Thy calmness, Thy peacefulness.
"I think that no one who tries this very simple plan will ever give it up. (It takes it for granted, of course, that all is yielded--the ' I ' dethroned.) Will all to whom it is new try it for a day, a week, a month, and test it?"
~Amy Carmichael
This devotional ministered so deeply to my hurting soul that I was able to quiet my spirit, blow my nose, close my eyes, and fall into the deepest, most peaceful sleep. Fortunately, none of this awakened Tommy. God is good.

Picture thanks to Fan photos from Beautiful Quotes And Inspirational Wallpapers
St. Teresa of Avila quotes from God Seekers: Twenty Centuries of Christian Spiritualities by Richard H. Schmidt (2008)
Amy Carmichael devotional from Edges of His Ways by Amy Carmichael (1955, 1970, 1975)