He Holds My Heart When it’s Too Heavy For Me
“He was despised and rejected by men, a man of deep sorrows who was no stranger to suffering and grief…
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“He was despised and rejected by men, a man of deep sorrows who was no stranger to suffering and grief…
Continue ReadingLast summer, my friend and I sat with our husbands on the porch at our rented beach bungalow, vision casting…
Continue ReadingI lost my first child at 42 weeks due to his umbilical cord wrapping around his neck shortly before birth.…
Continue ReadingMy eyebrows furrowed at the sound of the garbage disposal gobbling up the remains of our lunch. I wiped down…
Continue ReadingAfter losing my dad, I received a very generous gift from some of my friends. It was a kit for…
Continue ReadingThere are many days I simply feel empty. I am unable to mentally or emotionally process any new information. The…
Continue ReadingI didn’t grow up dreaming of motherhood. I wasn’t the kid who collected baby dolls. And though I fondly remember…
Continue ReadingI’ve spent most of my life being a doormat. I was terrified that someone wouldn’t like me, and I spent…
Continue ReadingDad, When you were here, we talked on the phone every morning. It was a daily rhythm and ritual until…
Continue ReadingMy 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…
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