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!
Ryan attempted to erase the worried look on the young boy’s face during our drive. But the occasional chuckle and one word answers were the only response coming from the backseat.
I noticed his tattered clothing and dirty backpack as the three of us trudged toward the apartment. His toes peaked out over sandals, clearly too small, held together by a strand of duct tape.
How could anyone professing the message of Christ turn your carefully constructed world into chaos?
You crumble on the sidelines as people full of deception, slander and pervert truth, all in the “name of Jesus.”
On the first day of our vacation, I was utterly captivated by the beauty that surrounded me. The vibrant colors and the calm of the crystal blue ocean entertained us for hours. As I encountered new sea creatures, my squeals of excitement echoed through my snorkel tube. My husband and mother-in-law still chuckle about my reaction, that could easily be heard from where they stood on the shoreline.
After nearly an hour taking in the surrounding beauty, our crew began heading back to the car. The children ran off course as they noticed a section of the park we had yet to explore. Trailing slowly behind, I caught a glimpse of what had captured their attention. The image stopped me in my tracks. How could I have missed this when we entered the park?
