Hope On The Road Less Traveled
If I didn’t believe God was sovereign and good, I would be paralyzed in fear to live in a world that seems darker by the day. If the magnitude of grief, tragedy, evil, and violence makes our stomachs churn and hearts shatter, I can’t imagine how it must grieve and break the heart of our… Continue reading Evil Won’t Have the Last Word
I picked up my creamer to add to my much needed cup of coffee, gave it a shake, and watched in slow motion as my creamer flew all over the kitchen. As the realization hit me that I had already unscrewed the cap, emotions erupted that were messier than the creamer itself. Like many others… Continue reading Quarantine Isn’t My Greatest Problem
After four months of a cortisone shot restoring some ability to walk, the pain in my ankle has returned and all the fears of the future have come with it. As I find myself limited yet again, waiting to see if this is temporary or what I'll be left with, I’ve been wrestling with doubts… Continue reading A Hopelessness That Fuels Hope
[Guest Contributor - Linda Green] Tears spilled down my face without warning when I got a text from a family member sharing yet another heartbreaking situation among the countless others I have grieved over the past decade. But it wasn’t just this situation that opened the gates of grief. Rather, it was the accumulation of… Continue reading Hope for the Heavy Hearted
Do you ever feel like you just aren’t enough? Like there isn’t enough of you to go around and no matter how much effort you pour out, there is always something lacking? I do. Some days I wonder why I am feeling so overwhelmed and anxious, and then it hits me. It’s this nagging sense… Continue reading Five Reminders for the Stressed, Weary, Busy, and Burdened Soul
My heart has been incredibly weary lately. I have struggled to find words that adequately express the tumultuous emotions within my spirit. Daily, I need to fight the impulse to turn inward and disconnect from those around me, as I teeter between pressing on or succumbing to the crushing weight of heartache, pain, and fear.… Continue reading The Burden Makes Me Weary
It’s been eight weeks since I went in for my fifth ankle surgery, uncertain of whether it would restore my ability to walk. As I remain couchbound, waiting to see what walking ability I will be left with, I’ve been wrestling with doubts and fears over all the seemingly impossible circumstances that God continues to… Continue reading Each Day Is More Impossible – Hope on the Long Road of Suffering
“Why did God make me this way? I’ve asked him to change me every day, but he never does. My life is hopeless — there’s no point to trying anymore.” My child curled up in a heap on the floor and sobbed. I sat down next to him, empty of words and fighting my own… Continue reading The Waves of Grief Will Give Way
A few weeks before last Easter, something snapped in me and let me assure you, it wasn't pretty. I walked out of my son's room after a long, exhausting struggle with him, scared by the anger and impatience that his special needs had suddenly provoked in me. It's impossible to explain all that brought me… Continue reading Why Trials Aren’t the Only Cause of Our Suffering
Disoriented. Numb. Somber. There are few words to describe where my heart has been lately. I feel inadequate to describe all the reasons why or how I have gotten to this place. But even if was able, the circumstances aren’t the point. The point is that even as Christians, we can face feelings of despair.… Continue reading Three Things to Remember When Life Is Hard
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