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 wasn’t. 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 it’s also a redemptive story of how He still moves in every part of our journey, no matter what choices we make.
𝘼 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 "𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙀𝙜𝙜" 𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙃𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝘾𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩
Look Now From The Place Where You Are
Forgiveness & Trust
The Power of the Shadow of Death
Even If…
Grief vs. Faith: A War One of Them Will Never Win
Transitioned
Why Must It Always Be War?
I’d Like One Speedy Miracle, Please.
The Breath of Life
Trying to breathe when your breath is stolen by grief is something decidedly complicated yet utterly confounding. Breathing…sound simple, doesn’t it? It’s automatic, right? Except sometimes it isn’t.
The Valley of the Shadow of Death
Guidance, Protection, Favor, Provision