by Janet Miller | Oct 12, 2026 | Grief Testimony, Podcast Episode, Remembering Them
This one is personal. It’s my story — all of it. If you’re new here, my name is Janet, and in January of 2025, I lost my youngest daughter Samantha to suicide. She was 26. We were extremely close, and losing her shattered my world in ways I’m still...
by Janet Miller | Oct 12, 2026 | Grief Testimony, Living Forward, Podcast Episode, Serving Others
“How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!” (Romans 10:15, ESV) Now, I know what you’re thinking — pretty feet? In the middle of grief? Just stay with me for a minute. When I lost Samantha, my feet could barely carry me from the...
by Janet Miller | Oct 6, 2026 | Grief Testimony, Living Forward, Podcast Episode, Serving Others
Here’s something I never expected: the worst thing that ever happened to me became the very thing God uses most. When Samantha died, I couldn’t see past the next breath. The idea that this loss could ever become a testimony — that God could actually use it...
by Janet Miller | Oct 6, 2026 | Daily Strength, God’s Comfort, Grief Testimony, Hope Again, Podcast Episode, Scripture Promises
Glorifying God in grief sounds like one of those phrases that belongs on a coffee mug — until you’re actually living it. Then it feels less like a slogan and more like a daily choice you make with tears in your eyes. Here’s what I’ve come to...
by Janet Miller | Oct 6, 2026 | Daily Strength, Faith Struggles, Grief Testimony, Honest Emotions, Podcast Episode, Scripture Promises
Nobody tells you that grief is slow. We want it to have a timeline — six months, a year, some finish line where we get our “normal” back. But grief doesn’t work on our schedule. It works on God’s, and His clock and mine have never quite...
by Janet Miller | Oct 6, 2026 | Grief Testimony, Living Forward, Podcast Episode, Remembering Them
One of the biggest fears grieving moms confess to me is this: “What if everyone forgets them?” As the months go by, people stop saying their name. The world moves on. And you’re left holding all these precious memories, terrified that if you...
