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!
My wiring is such that when given data, I can tune out the world on my quest to obtain better understanding of a specific topic.
What if perhaps, the situations I encounter don’t make sense? How do I account for information with which there is not a way to research a logical outcome?
I don’t know when this negative pattern began in my life. Have I always been this way? Was I still navigating through a trauma response?
Why did every conversation have me exclaiming an apology for my mere existence?
The beauty of God bringing people together through social media is, it oftentimes allows us to reunite with yesterday. It keeps fond memories of the past alive. We are able to celebrate every day victories and mourn together in tragedy.
I could barely contain my angst as we attempted to console our new addition in the midst of a torrential downpour on that hot July evening. Finally, home in our small one bedroom dwelling, we sat with her for hours acclimating to the bathroom. This was the space where our new bundle would remain until introductions could be made with our more seasoned housemate, (Tasha, our flat-faced Persian Ry had before we married, who barely tolerated my presence.)
