The Morning I Fell In Love

I fell in love in the fifth grade. I met Him when I was five, but that fifth grade year, He really stole my heart.  We met every morning at 5:30. And I forget how old you are in the fifth grade, but that’s real early for a kid. I didn’t care. There...

Beautiful Brokenness

I sat in our hospital room with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. How can something so broken, be so beautiful? My whole family was sleeping. I watched her mince as she changed positions and found a more comfortable way to rest. Her poor body had endured much with...

That word…hope.

So I’m reminding you, friend, and reminding me, that no matter how big the “box” seems, He doesn’t fit in it. HE DOESN’T FIT IN IT! There aren’t results too bad, or situations too worse, or pain too deep that He doesn’t reach....

Happy Gotcha Day!

You better believe she will hear this story today! Her first year as our daughter has been nothing short of beautiful! We love her more than words can say.