Welcome to Hope That Soars, where together, with my husband Ryan, we navigate the messiness of life by pointing people to the HOPE found in a relationship with Jesus.
Our journey is filled with heartache and the daily struggle of chronic illness, scripted by a loving Creator.
It is through Him we find LOVE, JOY, and STRENGTH to press forward.
I pray you will join us as we share life lessons gained through mishap, adventures, and everything in between. Perhaps somewhere along the way, you too will find, a HOPE that SOARS!
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One afternoon included a trip to Twin Falls, where “Grandmother,” affectionately known by her six grandchildren, leaped from rock to rock along the creek bed. Turning back to us as we struggled to keep up, she joked, “I bet you’ve never seen a sixty-nine year old woman do this,” jumping quickly along to the next boulder. A bright smile filled her face, as her contagious excitement bubbled like the stream below.
Seemingly insurmountable obstacles in life kept piling up, and I was stuck! I felt utterly paralyzed by an inability to move in any direction.
Maybe I had stepped out too early or didn’t hear God correctly when it came to sharing His message of hope through my writing.
Have you ever been part of a trust fall exercise? One person stands on a table or chair while the others “vow” to catch them. The person on the chair has to lay aside what they think they know about those who are on the receiving end and simply fall.
This class also included a group of students positioned in the back of the room who heckled the teacher and made daily mocking of my friends and me a sport. Ryan, (spoiler alert, the man I would someday marry) the friend I had chosen to sit across from in class; was among the group from church who also endured the daily ridicule.
