April always reminds me of my hospital stay leading up to my son Clive's birth five years ago. This is a picture from my first day at the hospital during that stay. Life isn't normal right now, and we are being transformed through our experiences. Some days we may just be able to hold on. … Continue reading Transformed through Suffering
Sometimes God reveals new truth to us in moments of silence and solitude. The tragedy in this? I don't seek these moments nearly enough. Here's one moment when God revealed Himself as my Protector and Defender. The following passage is an excerpt from Grieve, Create, Believe: Process Your Loss with Intention and Truth, Chapter 8: … Continue reading Defending by Surrendering
Humans of New York has been featuring pediatric cancer patients this month. It hurts but it's so familiar. The pain of the parents, the sweetness of the kids, the agony of the doctors and nurses. Sometimes it hurts to read about the healing that we wanted so badly. Mostly it hurts just to read … Continue reading pain
I wonder sometimes why I post or write. I suppose it's just to help me process. It's also to communicate things that I feel are helpful for others to know or understand. I consider it a tossing of a life preserver to others, too, those who are finding themselves in a similar spot. C.S. Lewis … Continue reading unspoken burdens
I've thought a lot about this transformation. The changes in my head, heart, and soul as I travel this road. Over the last couple years, I've changed. Especially in the last several months. All of the changes hurt as they happen. Some I can immediately see the silver lining in. Becoming more compassionate, hurting with … Continue reading still becoming
I used to have this cutesy frame that said, "Happiness is circumstantial. Joy is a choice. Choose joy today." It helped me through some somewhat rough days and gave me some good perspective to choose joy in Christ when I felt sour or frustrated. And then some really hard times hit and I remember thinking … Continue reading when joy doesn’t feel like a choice
