I’ll pray the words, “God use me” and then be mad at how you do. I’ll sing, “I’m open” and then shut down when your will isn’t done my way. I forget you care. I forget you’ve felt pain. I take my pain of not being able to have more babies and forget that yours [...]
Easton’s therapist looked at me and said, “You handle his needs with such grace.” In an attempt to not tear up, I laughed and said, “I don’t know about that, but thank you.” I guess I see grace as.. not messy? Like actually remembering the last time I washed my hair. Or not having a [...]
This post has been marinating this week. After having a panic attack on Saturday, I really felt the Lord wanting me to have some clarity in the root of why. I wish I could say this was one of my firsts. Even though it isn’t, it did feel different than the previous ones. I felt [...]
Sunday is coming, friends.
Dear Birth Mom, You will never know what the other side of the computer screen looks like right now. I am sitting in my favorite coffee shop, with a hot latte for some courage in writing my first email to you. I have worship music blaring in my ears to block out the people and [...]
