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 ReadingAfter losing my dad, I received a very generous gift from some of my friends. It was a kit for…
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…
Continue ReadingThe sun was shining into the room, making me forget about the bite from the cold wind I felt earlier…
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.…
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