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.
Anniversaries are Supposed to be Happy Occasions…right?
Whatever Is True…
Rod & Staff
The NFL of Marriage
It Isn’t Their Sea
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.
Breathing With No Air
Psychosomatic
Organ Donation
Rejoicing for Joy…even if you don’t feel happy
Forge Ahead: Forward Motion
Emergency Contact?
The Pride of a Loved One Goeth Before Success
A Whirlwind of Chaos
Logic is not Lord…Jesus Cried When Lazarus Died
My Best Friend
One Month Down…Forever to Go
Desperately Wanting What I Cannot Have