Today is the due date for the first baby we lost—Scarlett. To be honest, it’s simply too hard for me to remember all four due dates
Are you experiencing a fresh wave of pandemic grief? Suffering deserves the dignity of recognition At the beginning of the pandemic I wrote and
In Luke 24 we’re transported to a dusty road headed to Emmaus where two of the disciples were in the middle of discussing the heartbreaking current events
Ruach is the Hebrew word used in scripture for the breath of God. It is wind, Spirit, life. It’s not so much a physical force but an
Have you ever felt like Jesus led you somewhere and then took off once he got there? Me too. I imagine this is how the disciples
“Why would you let this happen?” “Don’t you care about me?” “Why didn’t you save my baby?” In the wake of miscarriage we’re pummeled with questions—questions about
I’ll never forget the first time a man sat in the back row, arms folded across his chest, scowling at me while I preached. Thankfully I
At a huge women’s conference last year, I sat alone. Several friends sat together in a section above me, but I was in-and-out with seven-month-old Micah strapped
Guest post by Maria Furlough, author of Breaking the Fear Cycle: How to Find Peace for Your Anxious Heart “Fear is a liar. Fear left out the
Guest post by Chandler Jo Santiago It’s Friday, so we are dreaming of the beach while she gets a chemo infusion. Allora reminds me regularly that she
Dear Scarlett, It’s been four years since I was wheeled down the hallway under obnoxious fluorescent lighting by the insensitive surgeon and the nurse with kind eyes.