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Goodness and Abundance, When Healing Doesn't Come

Goodness and Abundance, When Healing Doesn't Come

Instead of answering prayers for healing, God sent peace, and I didn’t want any part of it. Peace felt like a consolation prize. I wanted my baby whole and healthy, and I believed peace meant that God wasn’t going to heal my son. Paralysis seemed too hard, and even with God holding me close to Him, I didn’t see how life could be good again.

Crying When God Gives What I Need and Not What I Want

Crying When God Gives What I Need and Not What I Want

I thought I'd hidden my tears. Until the woman to my left scooted a few inches away, and my husband gave my shoulder a squeeze. He knew what the woman did not. He knew the pastor had said something that touched the tender spot in my heart, the place where I long for the healthy father I never had.

Finding Light in the Darkness: Songs for the Weary, Grieving, and Hopeless

Finding Light in the Darkness: Songs for the Weary, Grieving, and Hopeless

I’m introducing a new series focused on hymns and singing: to walk through songs of worship that the hurting heart needs to sing, the aching soul needs to feel, and the cracked, dried lips need to utter. Some of these songs were new to me at the conference, and I'm so excited to introduce them to you, or remind you of their truths if you already know them.