where my heart and His Story collide
Be Thou my vision when blind is my sight. Be Thou a lamp when dark is the night. Be Thou my companion when I feel all alone. Be Thou my hope when I have not my own. Be Thou, Lord, an anchor. Be Thou, God, my strength. Be Thou, Friend, my treasure in the dreariest… Continue reading Be Thou (My vision for 2020 and beyond)
A look back five whole years ago now... College Move-in Day is nearly upon us. The day I leave a part of myself to begin the best parts of himself. And, by now, it may be clear there’s been a small struggle, which makes me wonder and ponder and ask, “Why?” Which always makes me think… Continue reading A Love Story: From College and Beyond
(Note: This is a little something I wrote for my lovely, self-appointed/adopted niece, then shared at her baby shower this past summer. She is a dream and now also a Momma and I love her and her entire family dearly.) For the Rest of What Comes Next… I remember the first time I saw you,… Continue reading Dear Momma-To-Be
are You in my days? in my nights? after the words don't come out right? are You in the morning? in the rain? in the sun light peeking through the pane? are You in the thought that just swept me over? the overwhelm? the overwhelming pain? are You in that moment I dread today? the… Continue reading are You in my days
That's Just Ugly I wanna start by saying that in no way do I believe my words are needed at this moment in time. It's just that when you write your feelings, it's next to impossible to process all that's currently going on without at least trying to write something down. Anything, really. So, maybe… Continue reading The Ugly in Life and Death
Yesterday I cried. That's not all too uncommon, really. And there were some reasons I was likely more inclined to cry, but still, I cried for the first time since all this started. In the morning I cried while watching a video of a man who described how God ministered to him through a janitor… Continue reading The Day COVID Made Me Cry
Death does not get the victory today. In fact, death never has to have the final word again. Jesus is alive. And because He has risen, we can rise. Rise above circumstances and sadness and tangled messes of our own making. Rise above any fear of what may come or shame over what already was.… Continue reading He Is Risen
Saturday. The Sabbath Day. The day of the week to rest. Though, after yesterday, nothing like that was happening in Jerusalem since Jesus is currently separated from His Father in the death we deserved and His disciples are living in grief, doubt, and fear over what has happened and what may come. We're fortunate to… Continue reading Sabbath Saturday
Death. The worst possible thing. Until you realize it was the only thing that could change anything. The reason this day is good… the reason Jesus’ death is good… is because, from the moment of our birth, we live lives in direct rebellion to our Creator. To The One that wants to be Our Father.… Continue reading A Very Good Friday
