Lauren

For almost a year before my late husband’s death, I sang these lyrics daily. My heart was hurting and everything seemed dark. The waves of grief and pain felt as if they were going to overtake me and I was weary. Daily, I had to preach to my soul the goodness, faithfulness and powerfulness of […]

What makes us uneasy with others’ sufferings? It’s as if some would prefer to turn a blind eye to it rather than sit in the valley with others for the sake of comforting them. How do you respond when someone shares their deepest pain and hurts with you? Are you willing to mourn with them

I love how God’s word addresses the pain and suffering of this broken world! One of my favorite psalms is Psalm 77. There have been times I felt as if I could have written the first part of the psalm myself. It says, “my soul refuses to be comforted” (v.2) “When I remember God, I

Foolish, embarrassed, inadequate, angry, shameful, dirty…those are just a few of the things I felt after learning of my late husband’s affairs. “If I was prettier or nicer or thinner, he wouldn’t have slept with other women”…those are just a few of the lies Satan was whispering in my ear. If you have had to

“Please guard me from impure thoughts, self-righteousness, resentment and bitterness. Please, through the power of the Holy Spirit enable me to love and serve my husband in a way that would bring you glory and honor. Help me to truly forgive. I pray that the women who were having sex with my husband would find

I woke up early one morning with sweating hands and feet. My heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest. Each year I pick a word to focus on and this is not where I thought I would be, just four months into my year of yielding. But here I was, trying to figure

If you find yourself in need of encouragement amid your current battle, grab your Bible and read 2 Chronicles 20! As I studied this chapter a few months ago, I was at the very end of myself. I had nothing left to fight with. I was physically, spiritually, and emotionally drained. I had been praying and

It is only by the grace, patience, and unending mercy of God that you are reading this!  God impressed upon me to write and I said no. This blog…well…let’s call it my Ninevah. It was the big scary thing God was calling me to do, but like Jonah, I ran the other way! I had