Daphne Bach Greer

Category: God’s Timing

  • The Power of Gratitude & Perspective

    So, it wasn’t the best day. I backed up into my husband’s car in the dark, on my way to a meeting. I didn’t see it in the mirrors. It was dark. (Did I mention that?) Well, it left a healthy size dent in the front, and needless to say, the tension began. I felt…

  • Seeing the Sweeter Side of Grief: Recognizing Rays of Sunshine for the Grieving Mama’s Heart

    The day WILL come…   When you realize you haven’t cried in days When you are able to look at their photos and smile When you are so thankful to be their mom     When you feel a twinge of happiness amidst the tears, remembering how silly they used to be When you share…

  • To All the Grieving Mamas, He Sees You

    On those moments when you can’t get out of bed When the pain is so sharp this new life can’t possibly be real When you don’t recognize the woman in the mirror He sees you   When you are etched with wrinkles, appearing to age overnight When you have no strength to parent your other…

  • The Hand in the Darkness That Held Me: The Heart of a Chaplain

    Day in and day out, they put their own lives and families on hold, extending their hands to others. They are a shoulder to cry on, a gentle ear to listen. Irreplaceable servants that act selflessly comforting us during difficult times. They are seldom recognized and often overlooked until we are directly impacted.  Then, who…

  • Stagnant Faith-When It’s Time To Stop Running

    (Sharing this post from the past. It’s still so relevant and a great reminder.) I turned on Joyce Meyer a few days ago, my late night battery re-charger. It was all in the message, STOP RUNNING FROM GOD. Really? I felt like it was without a doubt tailored exclusively just for me.  I wanted to pull the…

  • Independence Day Pastimes-Riding the Grief Waves

    Sharing again, a post I wrote two years ago…. July. It’s here. Bittersweet. It’s a sweet month for our nation, one in which we should all give thanks.  Yet on the other hand, for me, its sharpness once again caught me by surprise, saturating my soul and wetting my face with the painful sting of…