Day 7: Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations – Hold

Grace Poetry Prayer Strength

How much can the human soul hold? Besides earthquakes, hurricanes, mass shootings, poverty, systemic oppression, and a cornucopia of hurt, the human soul also holds the very breath of our Creator. Our soul holds the

Begin Again: Why My Worth Is Emerging for Me Now by Julie Loos

Faith Family Strength

Throughout my whole life, I’ve felt unwanted. When I was a young child, those closest to me threatened to give me up. These individuals were supposed to be my safe place- my home. In reality,

Begin Again: New Life In A Broken Marriage by Sarah Geringer

Faith Grace Prayer Solitude Strength Uncategorized Waiting

I heard God whispering to my heart when I read that story. You like to bake…what is his favorite dessert? I remembered how much he liked cheesecake. Working up my nerve, I invited him over for supper on a Sunday night. He agreed, and I prepared our home, a special meal, and my heart for his arrival.

Begin Again: Endure the Inner Battle With Renegade Faith

Faith Family Grace Strength

Tomorrow morning I will wake and my tween son and teenage daughter will wake with their dads and stepmoms. Not with me. It’s been this way for years and it doesn’t get any easier. I’m

Darkness Cannot Feed Where I Do Not Allow It – Idol Talk

Faith Family Strength

Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.  Proverbs 4:23 I meditated on this verse over the weekend. Why did God ask me to guard my heart above all

Sometimes All We Need Is For Someone To Tell Us Where We’re Heading

Faith Grace Prayer Strength

“I’m so glad I found you here.” There is no mistaking His voice. “What do you mean? You’re glad you found me in this messy life?” “Yes.” “But, why?” “Because I want to show you

Open Mic Monday – The Real Stuff

community Faith Grace Prayer Strength

“I want to know someone who was dragged through the mud and made it.  Because I want to know I can make it too.”  My friend’s face is no nonsense when she utters these words

Get Up, Pick Up Your Mat, and Go Home – A Poem

Faith Family Grace Poetry Strength

I lean back on the greenish blue, moth-ball scented couch at grandma’s house. I’m all but consumed by the tiny beanie I knit out of fabulous silver sparkled yarn. The invitation from grandma and mom