15 years ago …


Here I Write

I can do no other.


My conscience is held captive by the Word of God, the good of my neighbor, and the Oxford comma.


“What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?”

— George Eliot’s Middlemarch


In thanks to God for 15 years …

Fifteen years ago, the first edition of He Remembers the Barren was published, and that same year, Rebecca Mayes, Kristi Leckband, and Melissa DeGroot and I began blogging at HeRememberstheBarren.com.

Why host a blog in addition to publishing a book?

Because, when writing He Remembers the Barren, I had a feeling the church would want to discuss the matter beyond the words I wrote in the book, to ask more questions about miscarriage, adoption, IVF, infant loss, assisted reproductive technology, and grief, and to probe the depths of the theology of the cross applied to the reality of God’s giving and withholding of His gifts to and from His people. For at that time, these matters were not discussed so openly as they are now.

I also knew that it would be dangerous for my neighbor if my word was the be all and end all of this subject, for while I am a barren woman, I do not necessarily have personal experience or authority in all of the matters listed above.

That is why I asked Rebecca, Kristi, and Melissa to blog alongside of me fifteen years ago. With them comes experience (and wisdom!) regarding miscarriage, adoption (both domestic and international), secondary infertility, and even motherhood.

But you may have noticed that we have not actively blogged on HeRememberstheBarren.com together for many years, mostly because, as conversations multiplied in the church regarding infertility and all that comes with it, we wanted our readers to engage more with their pastors than simply us, especially on matters of the conscience.

Many years have passed since then, and all of our lives have changed. Some of our crosses remain, others have been lifted, and still others have been exchanged. All this to say, we have more to share.

And so, in honor of the book’s and the blog’s 15th anniversary, we have decided to blog every day during the month of October.

If you would like to receive our posts, be sure to subscribe to HeRememberstheBarren.com before October 1. (The email subscription box is old-school. Look for it on the righthand side of the blog’s page, listed directly under “Books,” “Hosts,” “Categories,” and “Archives.”)

All glory to God for His good gifts, especially the gifts of books and blogs and faithful sisters in Christ who walk alongside of us on the weary path!


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Katie Schuermann is a baptized child of God, pastor’s wife, and author of The Saints of Whistle Grove; The Creed series, including The Big Father and His Little BoyThe Beloved Son and His Brother, and The Helper and His Apprentice; the acclaimed Anthems of Zion fiction series, House of Living StonesThe Choir Immortal, and The Harvest Raise; and nonfiction favorites such as He Remembers the BarrenHe Restores My Soul, and Pew Sisters. When not writing, Katie can be found making music, reading, cooking, gardening, holding babies, or trying to climb the nearest tree.

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Here I Write, Issue 44

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Published by Katie Schuermann

I believe the Holy Scriptures to be the inerrant Word of God, inspired by the Holy Spirit and fulfilled in Christ Jesus, our risen Lord and Savior. Therefore, I have faith that children are exactly what God tells us they are in His Word: a heritage to receive from Him. Children are not a prize for me to earn, a commodity for me to demand, nor an idol for me to worship. They are a gift which my Heavenly Father only has the privilege to bestow and to withhold. If God makes me a mother, then I can receive His good gift of a child with all joy and confidence in His love for me. If God does not make me a mother, then I can still know with all joy and confidence that God loves me completely in His perfect gift of the Child Jesus whose sacrifice on the cross atoned for my sin and reconciled me to my Heavenly Father. I am God’s own child, purchased and won by the blood of Jesus, and God promises in His Word that He will work all things - even my barrenness - for my eternal good. For this reason, I can in faith confess that my barrenness is a blessing.