When my heart was shattered, my hope hanging on by a thread, the Spirit of God brought truth to mind and gave me the strength to hold on.

To understand the beauty of forgiveness and the blessing of redemption, we MUST acknowledge the sorrow of sin and the burden of brokenness.

God is for us. REALLY for us. So who can be against us? No one.

The glory to come must be some kind of wonderful it if makes the pain of child loss so small there’s no comparison. Will I trust Him?

Heaven will not simply be rest after a long life’s struggle. It will be restoration, redemption, recreation and resurrection.

I can say with certainty that I am more sure now than I was before that God is God. He is good. He will redeem, restore and resurrect.

Because I am His child. when I’m hurting, God does not run away or turn a blind eye or a deaf ear-He meets me there.

If I can only praise a God who spares me, I have no songs to sing. But if I can praise the God who loves me then I can always rejoice.

I am so, so thankful that the God I serve loves me. He specifically, purposefully loves me with unconditional love.

God has put my foot on a solid Rock. When sorrow threatens to drag me deeper than my heart can bear, He reaches down and pulls me up.

I have never felt so desolate as the early morning when I was told my son was dead. I knew if I didn’t remind my heart of truth, I’d be lost

God does not always intervene. But He always comes alongside. He always offers comfort and promises that grief doesn’t last forever.

Life often devastating filled with circumstances. That’s the bad news. But we don’t have to face them alone. That’s the good news.

My Heavenly Father's love is strong enough to hold me fast no matter what perils I face.

A pastor friend says, “Your misery is your ministry.” I think he’s right.

Life is hard. Death is awful. But thanks to Jesus, death doesn't have the last word.

Join me for a month of exploring what the Bible says about grief. It's a great way to begin a new year & to feed hope to your heart.

Lord, this season reminds me that whenever I am weak, You are strong. Is it alright if I grieve around You? I have to act strong...

 I walk in two worlds–on earth and in heaven.  I savor the sweet joy of the “now” but ache for the even sweeter joy of the “forever”.

So much of this battle has been fought in my mind. Really, even more than my heart. What I dwell on makes a difference.