I've been thinking a lot about what it means to hope lately. Actually, if I'm honest, I've been thinking more about hopelessness. And, yet, it's almost Christmas. The season of hope, joy, peace, and love. However, I don't think I've ever felt the heartbreak of life like I have this year. My eyes have rested… Continue reading It’s almost Christmas…
Year: 2015
Fall’s Fresh Breath
There have been a lot of changes for me recently. I am still a Resident Adviser at the Joel Home, but I have also taken on a job with The Navigators. Now that my full-time training is over, I hope to get back to offering more consistent posts as I settle into a new routine… Continue reading Fall’s Fresh Breath
Fighting With Hope
We have three young men's lives in our hands. Lives that so far have experienced neglect, abuse, and abandonment. Lives that are broken and aren't just laying in pieces but lives that are missing pieces all together. I lay there, staring at the ceiling. God, how do we do this? Who are we to heal… Continue reading Fighting With Hope
An Unknown Mother
I am an unknown mother. I stayed seated at church when all the mothers in the room were asked to stand up. I clapped and smiled for them and the little ones by their side, in their arms, or filling out their tummies. Not many know that four years ago exactly I could have stood… Continue reading An Unknown Mother
Preparing for Love
The other day I prepared for love. In the afternoon, I was going to be picking up a young man (who we will call Sam) that was going to live with us for the next year. I made sure there was food in the fridge. I straightened furniture and washed sheets. I wanted everything to… Continue reading Preparing for Love
A Dying Child
The red light was just long enough to break my heart. I glanced over and saw him, the same age as one of my nephews, and he was staring out the window. Dirty blond hair hung long around the small boy's smudged face. His eyes stared out the window, but they weren't seeing the world… Continue reading A Dying Child