I may need a tattoo of this scripture. (Found through many share’s on Facebook. I am not sure of original source.)
I believe God has a sense of humor. I really do. I swear sometimes I can hear Him laughing while sitting in his big gold chair in the clouds while stroking his poofy white beard (okay, this particular image of … Continue reading
These points are not all that original and won’t solve the world’s problems, but they have had a remarkable affect on me. They have helped me deal with life more gracefully, when I would have probably become an alcoholic or had a complete breakdown otherwise.
Tomorrow I find out if my son’s cancer is gone or if we have another six months of worry and hospitals ahead. Not every day will be easy. Not every day will be happy. But I refuse to let cancer ruin my son or my’s life. Continue reading
I say thank you to God on a daily basis. I think being outwardly appreciative of God showing up is vital. But when I say thank you cancer, I am not negating God’s role. I just feel like its important to look at the good stuff that can only come from the terrible stuff. Sometimes you have to be broken down before you can be rebuilt stronger. Sometimes you have to be thrown into an unexpected life situation before you can grow. Sometimes life is hard, and that is okay. Continue reading
After my son was diagnosed, I went to the altar with my grief. Many of my friends gathered over me to pray with me and for me. A friend took this photo. It’s a moment I will never forget. Sometimes … Continue reading