Have you ever gone through a difficult season that required fervent prayer? The kind of prayer that was always ready on your lips without you even having to think about what to pray? The kind of prayer that burned deep in your heart waiting for answers? [more]
We didn’t ask for it, and we weren’t prepared for it when it struck. In fact, the most devastating news came at what was supposed to be our most joyous occasion in years. [more]
A migraine headache had done me in the night before. I hadn’t crossed everything off my list that needed to get done, and I just couldn’t. Company was coming to help us get through the first round of chemo and I wanted to be prepared…and yet I wasn’t. [more]
There were days, weeks, months even, when I wondered if the darkness would ever lift, if depression would ever become a distant memory. Laughter had become a way of the past, why couldn’t depression? [more]
I look back on my life’s darkest days, the days I walked in the valley of depression and was convinced I had seen a glimpse of hell; the days I cared for my husband and my mother during their cancer journeys; the days as a teenager after losing my father prematurely to a massive fatal heart attack, and I felt isolated, misunderstood, and unaccepted. [more]
