As I read my loved one’s email, my eyes filled with tears. His words were the culmination of years of prayer and intercession, and my heart was hopeful about his future for the first time in years. Things were going to change. I could see it. A few weeks later, a text message showed up on my phone while I was at church. Although there wasn’t much information in the short sentences, I immediately knew something was wrong. Later, a FaceTime call came. When I hung up, I tried not to cry. Continue Reading
A Promise for When You Wonder if Anyone Sees You
The screaming started as soon as the plane began descending into Charlotte-Douglas International Airport. To say I was mortified is an understatement. I tried to console my two-year-old son with toys and promises that we’d be there soon, but it was no use. I silently wished I could hide somewhere until we reached the terminal. As I journey through motherhood, God often shows me it’s a continual process of refinement. And often, he uses situations I never desired to remind me his work Continue Reading
That Longing for Something We Can’t Quite Grasp
I'll never forget the first time a made it down the mountain without falling. For a solid hour prior to my victory run, a slid on my behind. Something about having large pieces of fiberglass on my feet kept me glued to the ground. Then, once I learned to get up, I fell every five seconds. But after making too making face plants in the snow to count, I found my rhythm. In somewhat disbelief, I actually enjoyed skiing. I remember getting to the bottom of the run and looking back at the mountain Continue Reading
