C.L. Stansberry

This piece was originally written on December 19, 2016, and has been lightly edited for clarity. It reflects a season of profound trial, marked by the near loss of my mother and the enduring reality of my son Joshua’s medical journey. The year prior, he had been diagnosed with a rare terminal neurodegenerative disease. During this period, he underwent complex spinal surgery followed by serious complications that required an additional hospitalization. I share this reflection not to revisit hardship, but to bear witness to the faithfulness of God in the midst of it. The temperature outside is frigid, the ground cold, dead, and hard. December may conjure warm memories for…