it’s ok not to be ok.
Grief is a like roller coaster. One moment you’re up, the next you’re down and another you’re coasting waiting on the next wave of emotion to come. I’m so thankful for our family, friends, and church community during this time. They’ve been here day in and day out to pray for us, bring us food,
untitled.
How do you say goodbye when you’ve never even said hello? She has my husband’s eyes and lips, my nose and chin with a head full of beautiful black hair. At 34 weeks she was already 18 inches long and was beginning to put on weight in preparation for her estimated arrival in 6 weeks.
when obedience means sacrifice, part II
I ended Part I with a simple question that I’ll paraphrase here: What happens when obeying God is a sacrifice to us? There was a moment in my life a few years ago, when I asked God to take away anything that was hindering my relationship with Him. Since He’s full of grace and mercy,
giving thanks.
I just finished reading A Thankful Heart by Carole Lewis and I’m currently reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp. Needless to say, I’m learning how to give thanks in every situation by reading through the struggles and redemption of these two women. With recent events here in Atlanta, namely #snowpocalypse, I’ve really had to put 1
when obedience means sacrifice, part I
At some point during our Christian walk, we’ll either hear or read Samuel’s haunting words to Saul in 1 Samuel 15:22-23 (emphasis added): 22 But Samuel replied, “What is more pleasing to the Lord: your burnt offerings and sacrifices or your obedience to his voice?Listen! Obedience is better than sacrifice, and submission is better than offering the fat of rams.23 Rebellion is
let everything that has breath…
About 5 years ago early on New Year’s Day, I entered the lobby of my apartment building and was greeted by a familiar face: Ms. Angela. She was the overnight security guard at my building and I knew her well since she was always on duty when I arrived home from late-night partying. As
when the bottom falls out.
The last 18 months have held both the best and worst moments of my entire life. I asked a couple friends today, “how can you have both the best and worst year of your life in the same year?" At home this afternoon, I watched a message in which Francis Chan read this: "2 Dear brothers and
set the stage
I woke up with the worst attitude this morning. Then, all kinds of stuff started going awry. The last straw was when the pump at the gas station started acting up. Getting frustrated, I grabbed my purse and stormed into the station to pay at the counter. As I entered, the attendant at the counter
our work is not in vain.
Youth ministry is hard work. You pour and pour until you’re empty, then look around and are sometimes disappointed at your results. Last night, I overheard a girl in the restroom say, “it’s JUST praise and worship” as she explained to someone on the phone whey she wasn’t in the sanctuary at the present