“I just want to go home,” my son said. Then immediately, the tears came. I fought back my own tears as I grabbed him and rubbed his back.“We’ll be home soon, buddy. They’re just trying to make sure you’re safe, ok?” I looked into his eyes and he gave me a nod.We exited the bathroom and made our way back to the patient room in the ER, waiting for the ambulance that would transport my son to a children’s hospital an hour and a half away. A medical team needed to monitor multiple head injuries that Continue Reading
When You’re Too Battle Weary to Pray
There is a fine line between being vulnerable and over-sharing. While I strive to always be authentic with you in my writing, there are certain details I don’t share. To protect my family, friends, and loved ones, some stories are more general in nature. But today, I want to get more personal with you than I ever have. Because today, I see the fruit of years spent crying until my eyes burned in prayer. I see a long battle with addiction surrendered to the fullness and freedom of Christ. For Continue Reading
The Day I Realized Closed Doors Are a Gift
For months, I held the weight of expectancy in my heart. It filled my prayers, woke me in the middle of the night, and entered my dreams. I didn’t know what the answer would be, but I carried a childlike confidence. Almost certain a “yes” was eminent, I prayed with more boldness, sure that this step in writing would further the message God called me to. Then, the email arrived in my inbox. I read it several times, trying to process each syllable and search for a reason to the unknown. The Continue Reading
