Lessons Learned in Seasons of Suffering
Change is hard—especially when it’s not my idea. Especially when it leads to the unknown. Especially when it means letting go. “Immediately they left their nets and followed him.” With […]
For many years, she was confined to widow garb, waiting for her father-in-law to do the right thing. Yet, in all those years, God did not forget about her. For […]
It was a sunny October afternoon when death came to visit. Once my favorite season—filled with family birthdays at apple orchards, hot pumpkin spice lattes on crisp, frosty mornings and […]
This blog is four years old today—born out of one of the darkest valleys of my life. If these birth-pangs were measurable, they’d certainly be a 10 on the Richter […]
Four years ago, today, I stood in a hospital corridor, begging God for the life of this man. There are no words sufficient to describe what my whole being was […]
Do you feel irreparably broken? A few minutes of watching the news or scrolling social media reminds me that I don’t hold a monopoly on brokenness. There is pain, devastation […]
Two years ago, I’m sitting on the third row, just before worship on a Sunday morning—pretty discouraged and praying for clarity—when God hits me between the eyes with this question: […]
Profound grief has a way of bringing us face to face with what we actually believe about God. Often, we are surprised by our own doubt. We wrestle with the […]
The year our daughter died, I had to stop watching the news. I remember every time there was a big news story about a tragedy, I could hardly keep the […]
Just a few weeks after my husband’s funeral, a young friend stopped by the church to see me. She wondered why God would allow a godly man’s life to be […]
About nine months after Jeremy left for his eternal Home, a friend took us out to do some sunset tubing on the lake. My 12-yr-old had been looking forward to […]
Sometimes, it’s good to remind myself that I don’t corner the market on suffering. I was watching my new favorite podcast today, and one of the guys (Josh) was walking […]
