I Thought I Was Ready, But God Was Still Rebuilding What Loss Had Torn Down: The sacred work of learning to trust again after widowhood.
After losing my husband, I thought I was ready to love again. It turns out I wasnβt. This is the story of how God has since revealed the hidden places grief was still holding captive, and how surviving loss is very different from truly healing. But itβs also a redemptive story of how He still moves in every part of our journey, no matter what choices we make.
Unexpected Bomb Strikes: a.k.a. Holidays
Itβs an odd feeling, a strange phenomenon, to feel happy and then be attacked by grief. It sometimes seems that happiness is an elaborate subterfuge specifically designed to precipitate sneak attacks with greater precision andβ¦
Through It All, My Eyes Are On You - FOREWORD
FOREWORD After this post, he lived until October. The past four years has held so much loss and heartache for my family, so much so that itβs been hard to take in every single nextβ¦
Anniversaries are Supposed to be Happy Occasionsβ¦right?
Talk, Talk, Talkβ¦
Change is the only Constant
Another Monthversary
The Span of Ups and Downs
Whatβs That in the Mirror?
Who is Your Lifesaver in the Flood?
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A Break in the Storm Clouds
Whatever Is Trueβ¦
Grief Ravine
Put On All Your Armor
Rod & Staff
The NFL of Marriage
Chasing Peace
Not Me
