I remember that Christmas like it was yesterday. The way my heart was lighter because of all the surrendering. The way the house sparkled with Christmas lights for the first time in years. After all the years of sorrow during the holidays, it was the first Christmas of joy. Infertility has this way of zapping…
I was a bit focused on hitting the correct notes instead of the made-up melody line I had created in my head. Perhaps that was the reason that even though the song had been on repeat on my computer for a week preparing for special music, I was just now realizing the words. “…and I…
I had no idea what marriage really meant when I said yes. I was happy, sure of his affection. Over and over he would say, “You’re more than I ever hoped for…” and I would roll my eyes slightly at him. “You know I’m a mess,” I’d point out. He’d just smile. I was just the…
I was thirteen when I decided I really truly wanted to follow God with everything. I wasn’t sure what all that meant, but I was going for it. Looking back, the only thing that actually changed at that point was my conversation. Since God and I were friends, this meant I should talk to Him,…
People have been making quite a few comments about my gray hair lately. Most of the commentary is coming from my own personal peanut gallery (aka my daughter). “Whoa, Mom! Look at all the sparkly silver in your hair? Did you do that on purpose?” The truth is that I started finding gray hairs when I…
God writes the most beautiful of love stories. In fact, you could argue that everything He does is a love story written from His heart to ours. But when people say, “I’m letting God write my love story,” we all know what they’re talking about. They are choosing to look at life, and the choice…
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