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.

Christ came for the broken.  It’s the broken and breathless who long for the Spirit to blow life across their wounded hearts.

God's existence, and His character does not depend on my understanding.  To be frank, a God I comprehend wouldn’t be much of a God at all.

I’m passionate about getting Scripture right. Because it’s not just unfortunate when we get it wrong, it can be downright dangerous.

Doubt is not denial. If someone is asking questions, they are still seeking. Jesus invited honest questions.