Until that very moment, my ability to empathize with others through similar trauma was non-existent.
I was quick to defend, bow poised, ready with “Christianize” to distract from the gut wrenching turmoil people were facing.
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!
Until that very moment, my ability to empathize with others through similar trauma was non-existent.
I was quick to defend, bow poised, ready with “Christianize” to distract from the gut wrenching turmoil people were facing.
“He said multiply, I want to fill the earth with a lot more people like you…”
The lyric from the song, God Likes People, one I learned as a young girl, echoed on repeat in my mind, as we tread the rugged path.
A journey that many couples encounter but few discuss openly.
Infertility, and miscarriage is an experience filled with longing, hope, and heartbreak with a little bitterness, anger, and shame thrown in the mix.
I am captivated by fire.
The spark, flame, and warmth have always filled me with joy.
The flickering of a fireplace, as I snuggle in to read on a rainy day - pure perfection.
Sleep on that flight was elusive, so upon landing in Tel Aviv, I felt miserable - combine that with motion sickness sustained on the bus… I was a wreck by the time we arrived at our hotel.
Nevertheless, a shower, followed by a good night’s sleep worked wonders to improve my physical distress.
Armed with a positive attitude and a pocket full of Dramamine, I boarded the bus the following morning, determined to make the most of this experience.