A gentle whisper
I am not quiet. I don’t sit in silence. In fact, I struggle to sit down for extended periods of time. To do lists constantly scroll through my mind. I am in a perpetual state of scanning my environment… Continue Reading
I am not quiet. I don’t sit in silence. In fact, I struggle to sit down for extended periods of time. To do lists constantly scroll through my mind. I am in a perpetual state of scanning my environment… Continue Reading
It has happened more often than I would like to admit. More often than I ever dreamed. And it hurt more than I ever imagined. My child smelled like another woman. It took my breath away the first time it… Continue Reading
It was about two months ago while we were at church. I had one of those moments where you feel a weight overcome you. I knew what was coming. God was about to tell me something, something that… Continue Reading
This has been weighing on my heart and I can’t hold the weight of this burden anymore. I have heard this phrase “just wait until it’s your own” or “it will be different when it’s your child” countless times over… Continue Reading
I am not ready for tomorrow. I am not ready to hear when he is never coming back. I am not ready to hear when my heart will be broken. I’m not ready to lose the remaining shreds of control… Continue Reading
Dirt Before we get any further into this I want you to know a few things. 1) I do not want to be writing a blog but Jesus told me to. So here I am, attempting to be obedient. 2).… Continue Reading