I stayed low. I stayed on my knees, in my heart even when I couldn't touch my physical knees to the ground. I stayed near to the One I knew would carry me through, whatever that looked like.
He's there, my friend. In the pain and the lack and the letting go. He never leaves. He pierces the darkness with His powerful, beautiful Presence.
Read MoreGod is so faithful. He always hears. His answers don't always make sense to us, but He always hears. And He is good.
Read MoreBy the end of a long day, when things didn’t go as I had planned and pain was hitting me hard, I began to feel sorry for myself. I began to wonder if I could take anymore.
Have you felt that?
We suffer in these bodies. We hurt in these bodies. We break in these bodies...
If you only knew how much I needed to be reminded that Jesus suffered so that one day, through Him, all of our suffering would end. Forever.
Read MoreWalking through a life of constant physical pain is a journey like I never imagined I would be called to walk. I long for my home in heaven. I long for the new body that I will be clothed in there—a body without pain, without scars, without inability.
What Jesus did for us that very first Easer is the reason that new bodies can be hoped for. As we reflect on the Resurrection this week—I couldn’t think of a more fitting person to introduce you to than my beautiful friend, Alex.
Read MoreWhen there is an empty space in your life, remember that empty spaces draw us towards the only One who can truly fill us.
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