The hours, days, and years that I've spent waiting, praying, weeping, and wrestling with "why" - they are too many to count. These memories - these profound moments of heartbreak, helplessness, and horror - they've changed every part of who I am. But here's what's remarkable. Although part of those changes have consisted of the… Continue reading I Despise My Sufferings. And I’m So Thankful For Them.
How can it be When silence is deafening In a world of noise Yet loneliness unending. Visible but unseen Present but unknown They say this story being written Must mostly be walked alone. When we’re called to live in community But face trials that seclude What a disorienting Christian dichotomy Carrying a weight that very… Continue reading The Path of Silent Suffering