I used to be a resurrection person
I used to be a resurrection person. I used to want to skip over the messiness of holy week—the betrayal, the trial, the torture. I
I used to be a resurrection person. I used to want to skip over the messiness of holy week—the betrayal, the trial, the torture. I
My husband and I have been through hell and back. More than once. We were broken for a time, yes. But instead of staying that
I wonder if you’re someone who has lived life as if it were an emergency…because it was. Perhaps you’re like me and walked the halls
“If you could go back and take it away- would you?” My husband asked me this question over a fancy dinner this past weekend. After
Show your child how to be the one. My son, who has a developmental disability, had a rough first day at VBS. The church leadership
My husband recently read me a quote about trusting God. He loved it. I did not. My mind immediately went to all the times I
Don’t leave too easily. In our modern world, where we can get next-day shipping, where we can cure Tuesday night angst with a Netflix binge,
Life can be good again. I think we have this idea that a “good” life looks a lot like our old one, the one
There is a truth I don’t want to be true. But I have lived it more than once- Hardships bring us closer to life. Something
This is what it means to parent a child with a disability. My son, Anderson, scribbles a lot. With limited verbal skills, he’s never told