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ready

I am totally not choosing ONE WORD to sum up my hopes and dreams for the coming year. Holy cow, how do people DO that? For a word-lover, that’s like INSANITY. Out of all the delicious and beautiful words out there, I can only pick ONE?? For the whole YEAR??! And then my sweet mama sent me the words to a hymn she came across today. She said it made her think of me and …

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resilience

resilience

I’ve got Connecticut on my heart today. Trying to stop every time God brings them to mind and pray for his comfort and unexplainable peace to wash over them. I look at my sweet little 6-almost-7-year-old and try to imagine life without her, and it just hurts so much. Prince of Peace, hold them tight today. And tomorrow. And every day for the rest of their lives. Not too far from Connecticut is a refugee …

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hope, heartache, healing, hope (part 3)

Two friends had miscarriages this weekend. My heart hurts for them. It wasn’t the first time for either of them. Jesus, hold them close and bless their wombs again soon. I’ve been writing out my own story of loss (well, copying it from my journal) here on the blog. It’s been good. Hard, but good. Praying God will use it to touch someone in a special way. Here’s Part 1 and Part 2, and we’ll …

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me and nehemiah

I woke up this morning with my mind, WITH MY MI-I-IND, stayed on Jesus! I woke up this morning with my mind, WITH MY MI-I-IND, stayed on Jesus! (anybody else sing that at camp?) Seriously, people. I just woke up all light and unburdened. (actually I woke up to a text buzzing on my phone, a text that said, “I hope I’m not waking you up, but could I hire you to watch little girl …

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okay, time for some real.

Today has been rough. Rough, rough, rough. A sweet friend just called me on the phone and asked if I was sick because my nose was stuffy and my voice sounded yuck. Nope. Just been crying a lot. Just now got a sweet text from someone else and here come the tears again. Man. Asking God for wisdom as I type, because I tend to over-share, and Gabe and I have come to blows on …

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