Storms. That’s been the common theme of most news cycles the last week. For many of us, we’ve been on the edge of our seats, petrified for our loved ones, their homes, and our fellow mankind in general. Our pastor and his wife thought they were in St.Martin just to celebrate their 25th anniversary. Turns out, they were there to … Read More
When All You Know Is That Jesus Loves You
Recently, some majorly bad decisions, which did not match up with the apparent character of a person very dear to our family, were revealed. In shocked disbelief, questions poured out. Nothing made sense about any of the information we learned because all things we were hearing were polar-opposite to the person we thought we knew. The more uncovering that happened, … Read More
When Your World Splits Wide Open
Writing a book about how you’ve survived the process that caused your world to crumble down as it smashed your heart is not an easy feat emotionally. It’s like you’re reliving many of the horrors that you first experienced. And when you’re in the midst of this mindset, vulnerably writing through the story you own you examine how it is … Read More
For My First 31 Days of 2014
I feel kind of silly putting this out there. But honestly, I need accountability. Fighters fight and writers write. But sometimes, we writers get stunted, scared, stalled, stagnant, and stuck. What if I fail? What if I never get published? What if everyone thinks I’m just a fraud proclaiming myself as a writer? What if no one reads my book? … Read More
Deer, Me, & Oscar: Where are You, God?!
My dog, Oscar, and I were walking at a local trail way last year. Before we knew it, three deer ran right across our path just a few feet away from us. We both saw them. The smiles on our faces grew as our breath was taken away. And just as quickly as they appeared, they vanished. I looked down … Read More
10 Years: Why You Need Hope.
Ten years is the distance between my Daddy’s final breath on earth and first breath in Heaven. Ten Years. Today marks the end of those ten years and the beginning of the eleventh. I was 19 when he died of cancer. He turned 50 in the middle of his battle. He wasn’t just my father, he was my Daddy. He … Read More