What’s that you say? Beauty on this day? On one of the most bizarre and seemingly hopeless election days we’ve ever had? Beauty?? Sometimes the bad outshines the good. Sometimes it is easier to focus on the negative than the positive. Sometimes things in our world are ugly and we have to be purposeful in finding beauty. That time is now.
Category Archives: hope
My husband, Tommy, and I began our forever life together 10,000 days ago. We stood before God and man professing our love and vowing to do all the things young love tells you that you can. We were not prepared. No one told us how hard it would be or if they did we didn’t listen. Young love rarely listens. That may be a good thing.
I wrote about grieving losses for a friend’s blog recently, For the Love of Dixie. She has an entire series going from different writers with different perspectives from different stories, all of which give us Permission to Grieve. So often we don’t know what grief should look like much less feel like we have the permission to work it out. If we love, we will grieve. Simple as that. It’s a process, for sure, but one that is not without hope.
About a year ago I wrote a bio for myself because apparently if you’re a writer you need one of those. Or 10. I have several of them now. Like that little black dress, one for every occasion. Truth is, I don’t even have a “little” black dress. I don’t even have a black dress! But, bio’s I have. There are several variations for various platforms but they all include grace, coffee, a sunrise and my grandson, of course.
I’ve seen this video, Hope in Front of Me by Danny Gokey, before but for some reason it touched me in a new way when I watched it just now. Hope has carried me through some junk. Hope continues to carry me through some junk. I’m a firm believer in hope. Hope has kept me alive. Hope has kept me fighting. I could not survive without hope. None of us can.
I couldn’t be more humbled and honored to share this story of love, faith, loss, hope and miracles from Kelly Nickerson. Kelly is a new friend and I’m so happy to have her over at EPFH. Be sure to check out more of Kelly’s writing at KellyNickerson.com. She graciously welcomes us on her journey and shares from her heart to yours – and mine. Kelly, you are most welcome here anytime!
When our son was about 8 (he’s in his early 20’s now) we gave him a Christmas gift. We actually gave him more than one gift but we didn’t think it through the giving order very well. The first gift he opened was a plain, black zippered bible cover with handles, which to him probably looked like a purse. As you might imagine, he opened his gift with wide-eyed anticipation and then quickly exclaimed, “This is nothing I ever wanted!”
I’m sharing a piece I wrote for Rebecca Bender Ministries, a ministry which exists to “raise awareness and deliver solutions to the growing epidemic of sex trafficking”. I pray that your heart hasn’t ever been dropped but chances are it has. I pray you can find hope in Jesus. “He was born in an unassuming manger to die on a cross intended for criminals. To fix what had been broken. To save the dance.”
When the assignments are too arduous, the emotions too burdensome, the schedule too packed, the future too uncertain, the enemy too fierce… when you’re tempted to quit, hopefully, you’ll have a friend who tells you not to. They’ll tell you to keep breathing. And you’ll be inclined to listen.