I founded Grieving the Child to be a Ministry of Hope.
Jennifer Cash
Growing up, I carried a heavy burden of pain. I was the youngest of three, raised in Mesa, Arizona, and my world was shattered by my parents’ divorce when I was just three. The years that followed were marked by trauma and heartache, leading me to believe that God either hated me or didn’t exist at all.
My childhood was a series of devastating events: my mother was shot when I was eight, I suffered sexual abuse at the hands of family members and babysitter, and at 13, I was raped and told I would never bear children. My dream of motherhood, the one thing I held onto, seemed irrevocably crushed.
I was raped and told I would NEVER bear children
At 16, a miracle happened – I became a mother to my oldest son, though not through my own body. Then came an abusive marriage, a nightmare I barely escaped. In my darkest hour, I cried out to God, promising that if He existed, He would either take me or deliver me. And He delivered me.
This escape was my first glimpse of God’s presence. Nearly three years later, another miracle: I was pregnant. Despite dire predictions from doctors, my second son was born in 2008, alive and well. These experiences sparked a search for understanding. My stepmother invited me to church, and I began to delve into the Bible, seeking answers.
Then, in February 2010, my daughter was born, but her life was tragically short, only 18 days. Her death plunged me into the deepest despair. That night, I begged God to reveal Himself, to give me the assurance that I would see my daughter again. This was the turning point.
I immersed myself in the Scriptures, determined to understand God’s purpose in my pain. Through my daughter’s passing, a ministry was born – a calling to support other families experiencing infertility and child loss. In 2012, I began leading grief support groups, offering comfort and understanding to those walking a similar path.
During this time, my rainbow baby son arrived, a beacon of hope. I also pursued my education, driven to use my experiences to serve God’s kingdom. By 2018, I was blessed with seven beautiful children, a testament to God’s faithfulness after being told I would never conceive.
In 2020, my ministry became a nonprofit, Grieving the Child. It’s my passion to walk alongside families facing infertility, miscarriage, abortion, stillbirth, or infant death, to be the hands and feet of Jesus. My journey has been one of profound pain and immeasurable blessings, a testament to God’s power to transform brokenness into purpose.
My professional life is now intertwined with my faith, guided by years of studying God’s Word. I know that He is for me, that He blesses my work, and that He continues to guide me every step of the way.
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