HopelessHoper

It was God saying "Hang Tight Girl, we're not done. Your heart is broken but we're not done"

This is the story of how I got to Canada. My first step was, when answering a call to ministry, I said “ok God, I’ll do that, just don’t...

I truly can’t remember when it was that I became a #hopelesshoper – the kind of hoper that cant help herself, hopelessly hoping even when...

I woke up this morning wishing for a magic pill of some sort. I do this from time to time when I’m tired of getting out of bed. When...

In honor of My Daddy ~ Poppy ~ who went to be with Jesus on June 9, 2015.  I know that I know that I know that I will see him again...

Being a firm nonbeliever in coincidence, I can’t ignore this.  Over the last four days I have felt entirely overwhelmed with evidence...

We didn’t get our end of year letter written. Okay, truth. I haven’t written an end of year letter for a few years now, and this year was...

DISCLAIMER: Just so you know, this has NOTHING to do with meeting my husband. Having someone committed to me for life is not the reason...

I might just this time, hit “post” on this entry.  It’s been brewing, and written and re-written since somewhere before the end of...

I sent my family ~ Hubby, kiddos and my parents ~ all to church this morning without me. It’s in that moment, when the door closes, and...

We hold joy and sadness in the same hand, almost always I guess. #hopelesshoper Here I sit, typing and erasing, wondering how to talk...