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Bekah Bowman

Can't Steal My Joy

We are all broken. It’s a unified human experience.

And we all need a hope that doesn’t disappoint,
a love that anchors us,
joy that survives in unthinkable conditions,
and a perspective shift that goes beyond our circumstances.

Some days we feel the perfection of sunshine and a light breeze. Other days hold wet, gray skies with drowning grief. In the wake, comes promise of new growth. Still other days a cold winter frost catches us by surprise, halting our journey toward fruitful blooms. We step back, reeling at the damage from this frost. We question the system and environment we grow in.

We can exist in this garden dictated by the changing weather patterns. Or, we can see a different kind of brave living–that which exists beyond our fragile stems and dainty leaves, living instead deep in our roots.

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This book is for those sitting in the deep-down dark, traveling with grief as a constant companion, and anyone whose life path has taken an unexpected turn.

Bekah shares the heart break of a fatal diagnosis for not just one, but both her children. As she journeyed through dark valleys of death, it was there she experienced Jesus in a whole new way–in deeply broken places. Her journey holding pain in one hand and joy in the other is vulnerably scribbled out on these pages as she tore open the wounds in her soul to share how Christ created beauty and goodness in it all. It was in this journey, she learned to see wholeness in cracks, courage in the broken-hearted, and bravery in the act of letting go.

May you discover the Life-Giver of joy,
see your beautiful bloom,
and know that hope is always worth holding on to,
because redemption is coming—and in fact—is already happening here and now.

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What readers are saying…

Anne Riley

Can’t Steal My Joy is an honest, real-life account of a life storm that drops down right on top of you with no warning – and the unspeakable beauty that blooms from the wreckage. Bekah’s heart beats in every page, every word. To read her story from start to not-yet-finished, it’s only natural to wonder how anyone could survive something like this. But the truth is that Bekah and Danny have done much more than survive. They have thrived. And as for the how? Jesus – only Jesus. God’s grace weaves seamlessly throughout each moment of confusion, devastation, hope, surrender, and triumph. You cannot read this book without seeing the Creator and longing for all things new.

Anne Riley
author of Voyage to the Star Kingdom

Kelly

This book is both heart-wrenching and hopeful, a beautiful story of a life of redemption and joy. I loved reading this book and following Bekah and her family’s journey, her thoughts, emotions, struggles, and triumphs. She is both raw and real, and it’s a fast-paced read. I highly recommend to anyone who wonders if they’d be able to handle true suffering, to anyone who has endured grief of any kind, to anyone who likes a story with a hopeful ending, to anyone who has ever wondered where God is in the midst of true pain.

Kelly

Sara

This book was wonderful! As the reader, I felt as if I were living life through the shoes of the author. Her raw, realness was reflected in each chapter, and her ability to point the reader back to God throughout all the struggles helped me look to God in my own struggles in life, while also checking my heart in my own relationship with Him. The light and joy she found in these deep moments of struggle and grief allow the reader to understand how we all carry this same light, and how joy is found in unexpected places.

Sara

Melinda

I had the absolute pleasure of being able to read Bekah Bowman’s book, Can’t Steal My Joy, before it hit the bookshelves. I honestly have not read anything so moving and soul stirring since, The Shack. Whether you are in a season of mourning or grief, or in my case, struggling in the heaviness of life to find peace and joy within, this book helps lift the veil of sadness to reveal God’s promise that He never leaves you. God makes his presence known everyday in little ways if you only stop to look for the joy outside the pain. Bekah is a gifted writer and I’m so excited to share this book with my friends and family.

Melinda
founder of The WhenLife Co

Staci

Have you ever experienced any kind of brokenness in your life? Who of us hasn’t? Whether you have walked the difficult journey of facing a terminal illness diagnosis being given to your child or you have been beaten down by the typical rhythms of life, then Can’t Steal My Joy will speak straight to your heart. Not only will it speak to your heart, but it will reach the depths of your heart where the biggest heartbreak exists while at the same time touching the peak of your heart where the greatest love and joy is found. Can’t Steal My Joy is a real-life account written with raw emotion and authenticity. We are invited to take a front row seat of the author’s own family’s journey in the face of severe adversity. In this seat, we hear from the author’s heart of how she learned pain and joy can co-exist. She shows us how she (and her family and friends) felt the biggest heartbreak and pain of their life and yet they were able to draw strength by fighting the real enemy of our souls and gaining a new perspective to see adversity through the lens of Jesus Christ – even when facing the largest heartbreak imaginable.

Staci

Jody

Reading this book was a hallowed, life altering experience, where the veil into an unthinkable story is lifted. You are invited in by a mother’s achingly honest, soul stirring words to a front row seat of how life’s ultimate heartbreak and God’s absolute goodness intersect.

As I was reading, I was transported into the depths of this family’s story by the unmatched transparency and vulnerability shared by the author. She holds nothing back in rawly sharing her family’s painful experience and the truths learned in the midst of such heartbreak.

As I read of this mom’s fears, hopes, insecurities, heartbreak, and ultimately how she was able to grab a hold of joy in the midst of both her sons being given a fatal diagnosis, there was healing taking place in my own soul as her generosity of sharing so truthfully gave voice to the depths of brokenness that is the human experience.

With the author’s gift of words, the story being told, and the One glorified by it all, I can without a doubt say this book is one of the most life impacting books I have ever read. I highly recommend this book.

Jody Bullard
The Sweet and the Salty Blog

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We often make breakfast for dinner on Sunday eveni We often make breakfast for dinner on Sunday evenings. Last night's meal was pumpkin waffles.
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My waffle iron beeped, letting me know it was done cooking the first batch. As I opened the lid, I winced as the waffles stuck to both sides of the iron. I forgot to spray. Shoot.
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And then, I remembered the homemade whipped cream and chocolate chips I had in my possession and images of stuffed waffles started floating through my mind.
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May you see your failures this week as an opportunity for stuffed waffles. 🤜🤛 #HappyMonday!
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#perspectiveshift #kitchenblunders #cantstealmyjoy
Infusion day, which means a much needed refill on Infusion day, which means a much needed refill on brain juice! Love this sweet little boy. 

A couple nights ago I had an incredible dream about this bubba of mine. 

In my dream, Ely was just like he is now-- affected by batten disease, blind, not much verbal language ability, etc. 

Out of nowhere in this dream, he started telling me, in full sentences, all the things he was observing and understanding about the world around him. I was baffled by all that he could understand, and in my dream, it felt clear that I was learning something true about my son in real time. 

Then, tears started to roll down his face and he said, "mama, a lot of days, my body feels really good. But some days, my body feels like it's going to die." Well, I had tears rolling down my face as I wiped his away and said, "I know, buddy. I am so sorry you have to fight this disease." 

It was sad, but also an oddly intimate and comforting dream. I can't explain fully the gift this dream was. I have vivid dreams often, but this one was so different. No wonky random side stories, or unexplainable storylines when I woke up. It was as real as the scene in front of me now with Ely in a hospital bed infusing. 

Maybe a gift from God that was a glimpse into the mind of my son whose thoughts, feelings, and understandings sometimes feel so locked away and inaccessible? I don't know, but it's been on my mind since early Saturday morning. 

#adayinthelifeofEly #infusionday #giftfromGod #rarediseaselife #CLN2 #BattenDisease #biomarin #brineura #thankfulfortreatment
Anyone else's kids obsessed with Little Blue Truck Anyone else's kids obsessed with Little Blue Truck? I love when this cool dude helps me "read" his favorite stories. 😍
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#adayinthelifeofEly #littlebluetruck #rarediseasefamily #specialneedsmom #disabilityawareness #cln2 #battendisease #miracleboy #differentnotless #rarediseaselife #team4titusely
Woke up this morning in a funk. Couldn't put my fi Woke up this morning in a funk. Couldn't put my finger on it right away, but felt it in my bones before I remembered in my mind.
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5 years ago today we gathered for Titus's celebration of Life service.
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The ache remains. The tears don't fall all the time like they used to, but it isn't hard to summon them.
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I sat in my car in the parking lot at Ely's school, tears rising. I took a deep breath, threw my shifter into reverse (manual stick driver here!), and backed out. As I moved out of the parking lot, this tree captured all my attention.
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The life, the death, the beauty in it all. This is life. This is my life. And the most hope-filled part of it all is the promise of new life in Jesus and his willingness to do life with me right now.
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So I looked like a knucklehead pausing in the middle of school drop off to capture a picture of a ho-hum insignificant tree to remind me of Life. 💛
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"In this world, you will have trouble. But take heart, for I have overcome the world." ~Jesus
Happy 16th Anniversary to my hubsters @dtbtrack20 Happy 16th Anniversary to my hubsters @dtbtrack20 ! Thanks to our awesome parents, we were able to get away for a few days to Southern Utah! Wow, it's beautiful down here!
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Yesterday was a day full of yeses as we hiked through the slots of Buckskin Gulch. It was crowded at the beginning, but once people saw the freezing cold water they'd have to wade through (some up to mid-thigh for this shorty 🙋‍♀️) the crowds thinned fast. We only saw a few people after that. We stood at the first large puddle (knee high) that we'd have to wade through and thought, "We get to say yes to this today. We didn't come this far to turn around, so let's go for it."
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I'm so glad we did! Yesterday was full of laughs, gorgeous views and stunning scenery, freezing cold water (brought back ice bath memories from college soccer), and a bit of a metaphor for our marriage-- hard treks, some painful (think walking barefoot on rocks), and joy!
A few weeks ago, I found myself on an impromptu ru A few weeks ago, I found myself on an impromptu run. Ran toward this beautiful sunset for the first half. Not the best I've ever seen,  but a beauty nonetheless.
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Then it was time to turn around and race darkness home. It hit me that my run felt a little like my life. We had to turn from the beauty we thought was ahead of us, and instead run head on into darkness.
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If you know me, even just a little bit, you know of my relentless pursuit of Jesus. But in my darkness when I couldn't pursue anymore,  I actually learned of His relentless pursuit of me.
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I'm reminded of His promise in John 16:33 where he says "Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world." He has overcome darkness. And that is why I run a little harder into it, because I'm not going to find permanent desolation there, but rather redemptive victory.
We were out on a walk today when a plane flew over We were out on a walk today when a plane flew overhead. I noticed Ely grow really still and lean toward the sound.
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I stopped walking so he could listen. "Ane," he told me softly. He sat there listening long enough, I had time to open my camera and capture this moment.
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I want to be better about listening like that. Leaning in, with intention, unhurried, no agenda, just listening.
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