Brokenness into Birthing

The wind was howling And my husband was snoring And it was one of those pain-filled-lying-awake-kind-of-nights. But yet there was a difference this time. Traveling along this road of brokenness, I am falling onto the comfort where Jesus has been waiting for me. My last post shared about the truce with my body, and … Continue reading Brokenness into Birthing →

The Cross Cuts Through

"Love divine has seen and counted Every tear it caused to fall And the storm which love appointed Was its choicest gift of all" --Anonymous When I delight in the day, when I take joy in my moments, I can see His hand in everything. Love brought me here. So when the future stretches before … Continue reading The Cross Cuts Through →