When I write and then when I share , one of my greatest fears has always been trying to appear some way that I’m not. Coming off the wrong way. There is always a risk in vulnerability. It takes wisdom and bravery. If you know me well at all, you know I pride myself on …
Precipice Of Eternity: Choosing Joy
Is joy something we choose or something that chooses us? There’s an age old debate about salvation and whether or not we are saved by any of our own choosing or if before the foundations of the earth God chose us. I’ve come to find that answer is yes. To both. With that said, I …
Pieces Of Heaven
The days after Robin past were strange . Family was gathering from out of town. It was good to see them. There was laughter and tears. It felt like we were all just getting together. So much so that before heading out to dinner or lunch mom and I would both catch our selves on …
The Hem Of His Garment
Tonight at the celebration service for my precious Aunt Robin each of her children shared beautiful words honoring Christ and her life lived for Him. Molly specifically referred to the story we are all still a part of here. All week I've been reminded of my childhood. How gentle and loving she was. How joyful …
Call To Mind
Tonight in our new normal laundry was going as we relaxed and watched tv. Out of no where a wave of nothingness and emotion hit me and before I got swept up in it’s current completely I simply asked John to hold my hand. He did. As I could tell he was assessing the situation …
Floodgates, Thorns and Grace.
Two Become One
We are already but not yet.
