Let me tell you about the morning I learned how God can reveal wisdom and truth even through the moments that make us want to spit out our coffee. I was curled into my oversized family room couch with my Bible open and milk swirled into my steaming coffee beside me. I was in the midst of my daily date with God, a stolen but savored mess of minutes that I’ve chosen to give to him first ... View Post
How to Survive Pregnancy Loss as a Couple
How can you and your spouse survive the grief and loss of a pregnancy as a couple? Here is what I learned. I lost my first baby only hours after I’d first heard the thump-thump of his heart during an ultrasound. Just six weeks along, our baby was all heart and yolk sac. When my body expelled that blip of baby I was alone. I remember the confusion of the pain, the cramping I thought was a ... View Post
Going to Battle: How to Choose Prayer Warriors
I placed my hands on her warm shoulders. I was kneeling behind her, my eyes closed, and I could feel the presence of the twenty other people surrounding us. Linked by touching hands or fingers set atop arms and soft summery cottons, we had gathered in faith to pray for healing over this young woman in front of me. Silence or quiet sniffles filled the spaces between each person’s prayer, words ... View Post
The Gift of Faith (How to Receive It)
After Noah’s injury as an infant, seizures ravaged his body for over a year. On his worst day he had 32; I remember not only because it was the highest number we’d seen but because the day before had been nearly perfect as we let him splash in the kiddie pool for the first time. After nearly a dozen medications failed him, desperation pushed us into action, and we started Noah on the Ketogenic ... View Post
Faith to Pray (When You’re Not Sure Your Have It)
I gave birth to the most perfect, pink barrel-chested baby almost nine years ago. The doctor called me a rock star for lasting past 9 CM for my epidural. (Natural child birthers and other Wonder Womans, please give this win to me.) Four months later I dropped him off at daycare and kissed that precious face goodbye, walking into the drizzle of a gray April morning. The next time I saw my son he ... View Post