Suspended in Grace With Healing Hearts
My rule of thumb is to write from the scar, not from the wound. I’ve written little about my husband’s…
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My rule of thumb is to write from the scar, not from the wound. I’ve written little about my husband’s…
Continue ReadingInsecurity has been a part of my life as far back as my earliest memories. Not the, feeling uncertain and…
Continue ReadingI love the body of Christ. I grew up in it. I have been loved by it. I am thankful…
Continue ReadingThe sun was shining into the room, making me forget about the bite from the cold wind I felt earlier…
Continue ReadingI wish I could start by giving you a hug and a chance to share your story. I wish I…
Continue ReadingDear stay-at-home mom, I am sure you’ve heard them—the comments, unintentional as they may be, regarding your role as a…
Continue Reading“You’re pregnant,” the doctor said. I cried. And I cried. I was 17 years old, and three months in. Not…
Continue ReadingIt was a rainy, cold Monday morning. We all got up too late and I rushed the kids off to…
Continue ReadingAfter sending my friend and her new husband off for their honeymoon, I walked back to my lodging by myself.…
Continue ReadingOur family lives in a very weird part of America. Unlike the majority of families in our country with their…
Continue ReadingDear Friend, I know you are ashamed of your past. You’re ashamed of the mistakes you’ve made. You’re ashamed of…
Continue ReadingI don’t pray like I used to. In the infancy of my faith, I treated prayer like a business transaction—righteousness…
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