Lately I have written lot about hope – particularly since the miscarriage we experienced this spring. I’ve been very particular to label it as “hope” because I’ve struggled deeply with the concept of “faith” – inasmuch as it’s defined in Hebrews 11:1 as “the assurance of things hoped for.” I knew God had called us to this journey as a gestational carrier, but I also knew He had never assured us of a certain outcome, though we  ...