Empty. It’s not a word that generally conjures images of expectation and joy.  Hungry.  Fruitless.  Depleted.  Hollow.  Unfilled. Empty. But … The tomb was empty. The tomb that held the Perfect Sacrifice was empty. Empty. Emptiness triggering the greatest reason for expectation and joy. Empty. And so, I want to be empty. That I might

My every breath is filled with hope for the day when God will wipe away every tear, and there will be no more death, or sorrow, or crying, the day when pain will be no more (Revelation 21:4). But 2010, in particular, left me trying to find hope for this lifetime—my eyes were blurry from

One of the things that always touched us about Judson is the manner in which he was consistently mindful of his sister. The other day Drake, Jessie, and I were sitting outside a strip mall eating lunch when someone who was aware of our journey came over saying, “I was in the nearby restaurant and

I have a confession… I’ve been subtly buying into the very lie that I often speak out against when invited to share my journey with various audiences—the lie that we are somehow entitled to certain things in life. When I share, I often address the prevailing belief of our culture that incorrectly expresses how each

“We’re all tweaked!” This phrase could easily be considered my most commonly spoken mantra.  It’s a statement often escaping my lips as a reminder to myself or others that we’re all frail, broken people; no one is without issues, challenges, insecurities, and character blemishes. Often on the heels of that statement, especially in conversations about

It is proven that moving homes ranks high on stress charts—our move has been no exception.  I have found the process to be physically demanding, exhausting and taxing. And though the bodily strains are readily apparent, especially as I was putting up some of our final decorations in the last stages of tangibly settling into

The last thing we moved from our old home. We have moved. Boxes are unpacked, we are slowly putting up decorations, and our new abode is, bit by bit, starting to feel like home.  The process of getting to this point has been rough, but the end result is good.  All the while I have