These posts are a collection of new and old. My original blog Trials & Triumphs, was launched in February of 2015 as an outlet for a wide range of feelings, thoughts, struggles, and successes. I hope you are encouraged!

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It’s Not Supposed to be This Way

While many of us will be celebrating holidays making memories, many will also be celebrating this season with the reminder of a what is missing. Their holiday will be overshadowed by the dark cloud of brokenness, and they will be left with one simple thought: it's not supposed to be this way.

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Suffering & Hope

Suffering is hard, but it is the pathway God has chosen to lead us to hope. Maybe there is a reason to be thankful for our hard times.

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Life and Ministry Update

It’s been a few years since I posted a blog, and it’s been a few months since I made a ministry change, so I wanted to take a moment and share what God has been doing as a way to get back into the swing of writing on the blog.

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Blind

Sometimes, we lose sight of Jesus. We get so lost in the pursuits of other things that we completely neglect what God is ultimately calling us to: a deeper relationship with him. But how do we get back?

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In Repair

We are all growing. We are all changing. We are all in process. We are going to fail. We don't have it all together. And that's okay.

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Beloved

Have you ever realized that your ID is expired? Sometimes we have situations in our lives where we realize we are carrying around an expired ID. We find our identity in certain jobs, relationships, talents and abilities, or an array of things that can change quickly.

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It’s Just A Wave

Carissa was saying she was a terrible mom and that she couldn't do this anymore. I left work an hour later and came home to find Carissa holding Reagan and sitting on the floor. Carissa was bawling her eyes out, and Reagan was asleep. Carissa handed Reagan to me and just cried into my shoulder for what felt like hours.

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