It’s unknown how the fire started. The house was on the market {and vacant} when the fire broke out. There’s some speculation about vagabonds and drugs, but my thoughts were consumed with the homeowners. Yes, it was an empty house, but it was someone’s house. Loss is loss. The house sat quiet, with no activity,…… Continue reading Trust the Process
She did not choose this struggle. If she had been given the option, she would have taken a pass on watching her daughter live with a chronic illness. Since she didn’t have a choice, and she was thrust into this situation, she has chosen to lean into Jesus and walk courageously. She is my friend,…… Continue reading Unexpected Miracle…Joy
Brianna is a Speaker, Teacher, and Missionary as well as a part-time Writer, full-time Encourager, and a fellow For the Love book launch team member. She currently lives in Middle Tennessee with her husband of 12 years, Jason, busy being Mom to two spicy little boys and Bosa the Boxer. More of her writing can be…… Continue reading Becoming Paul: Guest Post by Brianna
We were in unfamiliar territory. I guess that’s what made my request bold {or stupid}. I asked, nonetheless. Lord, would you let someone affirm me today? Yes, I know I’m in Orlando {1,000 miles from home} and it’s likely I won’t know a single soul at Disney, but please? {Then I crossed my arms and…… Continue reading For the Love {of Answered Prayers}
The question itself wasn’t bad. But, the afternoon interrogation-which included a single question {presented in varying ways} repeated over and over-was exhausting. He must have asked me 100 times about the old cell phone collection in our hutch. He wanted one of them for his own personal use. I attempted to explain {each time} that there was…… Continue reading In Persistent Pursuit
Post-it Notes protrude from most of my books and notebooks {marking favorite quotes and things I want to return to again}. I place them for the sake of easy {future} retrieval–but–without a doubt, they eventually fall off. Have you noticed that? They transfer to the bottom of shoes, the elbows of sweaters, or to the dreaded “black-hole”…… Continue reading Generous Love: Disrupting a “Me” Centered Theology
It was the intersection of my guilt and the Lord’s prompting. My breathing became shallow and my heart thumped wildly. With everything in me, I didn’t like where this was leading. It’s a moment I won’t soon forget. Jesus was directing me to confess my failure—to Him…and to someone I wronged. Confession. There’s something we…… Continue reading The Liberating Power of Confession
Her words suggested an elaborate plan. My mind flooded with caveats. If you have a pulse, you’ve noticed the extensive planning of proposals today. Our youth are inviting each other to homecoming, prom, on a date, etc. with big productions (posters presented in public places, signs that cover houses, etc.). My prom invitation, received in the…… Continue reading Just Ask
Not long ago, while riding in the car with my husband, my youngest son posed a curious question. He asked, “What is an angel-omie?” My husband contemplated his question and grappled with the origin of the inquiry. My son directed his father back to the song playing on the radio and then he understood. Chris Tomlin…… Continue reading Between the Dashes
I am a runner. When pressure is high- If words are unkind- When fear overwhelms- I run. I am a runner. I run to protect myself- I run to avoid the full measure of hateful words- I run from hurt- No training is necessary- It’s instinctual- I run. Just yesterday-my running shoes cried out to…… Continue reading Stand Firm
Alyssa DeLosSantos 