No Air
I was looking up at the sunlight glistening as the cold water was swirling around me. Like a plastic bag being held over my head, I was thrust into a world with no air.
I was looking up at the sunlight glistening as the cold water was swirling around me. Like a plastic bag being held over my head, I was thrust into a world with no air.
The world wants us to believe that marriages should all work out as they do in the movies. You meet, fall in love, and you either live happily ever after or you can meet someone new and leave your spouse behind.
Your grandfather crafted
the first for his wife,
followed by one for
each of his four children.
Let the heavens know to Whom you belong. We may not be able to control all the outcomes, but we serve a loving God who does.
Can we trust that He is the God of Life, not the God of Destruction? Can we join Him in seeing that creation is good underneath the horrors of tragedy?
While it may feel like the enemy has the upper hand today, he never gets to win. God has a plan to restore all the places that the enemy has broken down.
Every single person was created in one unified image, the image of God, and I can’t begin to imagine a better Ohana than that.
He has called us to Himself, paid our ransom, and washed us completely clean. We now can stand firmly on the foundation of hope He has provided for us.
As the crazy idea evolved, we began our research. RV shopping became a bit of a pastime for us and the kids.
I don’t have to keep swimming in the hecticness and craziness of life’s circumstances, but instead, I can choose to be in the boat.
I was starting to get really comfortable but it was time for God to kick it up a notch. To move me up to the next level.
There were communication issues, and I constantly felt like I was hitting a brick wall. I just couldn’t connect with his heart. Was it even in there?
There was no more hiding or retreating. It was on, and I was finally ready to kill the thing that almost killed me. It was time to die to myself.
My hope is that we would all recognize the lie that vaccines are not the line that love cannot cross.
With Jesus, your brokenness is not the end; it’s only the beginning of change and good works for His glory and Kingdom.
Fostering may be something that the public reserves for exceptional martyrs, but Jessica insists it’s nothing extraordinary. Fostering isn’t tailored for superheroes.
What I feel is that I’m alone, I’m scared, and I can’t make it through. What I know is that, regardless of my circumstances (any circumstance), God is faithful, sovereign, and has plans for my good.
To this day, I still chase the moments that allow for risk and look forward to that drive to Folly where I feel myself come alive through the beauty of nature and the infiniteness of us all.
I felt I had no purpose but at the same time, there was a glimmer of hope deep down there somewhere. It is a crazy feeling to have hope yet want God to just snuff you out all at the same time.
God desires to train us to be strong for Him. Anything He asks of me is the best. He is all-knowing in every arena of life. Unlike a human coach, He never pushes too hard or too softly. His ways are perfect.
My heart was broken by the ending of a relationship that I had placed too much hope in, and I found myself at a crossroads.
God overlooks this laundry list of flaws and tirelessly takes care of me. No days off. No nasty attitude. No holding a grudge. Nothing of that sort.
I became a mother during a very hard season of my life. But it was in this season that I learned to hear God’s voice. His still, kind voice.
When I hit 40, I think I had an epiphany that I only get one body, and it was high time I started taking that more seriously. I started reflecting on the fact that God made me in His image.
