But..GOD! The Story of Miraculous Healing

It was as I sat in that quiet, lonely ICU room that I started thinking, “How long does faith stay strong while suffering through hopeless trials? How long would MY faith stay strong?” A few days, a couple of weeks, several months, years, more than a decade? If I am honest with myself, my faith started to shake shortly after the news of my dad. The news just seemed extremely overwhelming and honestly just too much to bare. The fears of my youngest kids never remembering their Pepaw, the possibility that I may have spoken to my dad for the last time, words I should have said, things I should have thanked him for all flooded my mind at once. As I recently walked through those days of helplessly watching my dad suffer and striving to patiently wait for God’s timing and purpose, I discovered that my faith only became stronger but NOT in my power.

Cultivating a Life of Praise with Our Children

If the kingdom of heaven belongs to children, why is our culture so quick to silence them? While I can’t change the culture, I know I want to be different. I want to be a mom who listens to what my children have to say and to how God is working in their hearts and lives. I would rather be on a rooftop shouting how God is working in their lives and looking like a WEIRDO, than to silence His work and “fit in” with this world. Isn’t that what God has called us to do? We are supposed to look, act, and live differently for His glory alone. Cultivating a life of praise with our children starts with us.