Hope
Where Evil Lurks, Good Abounds
She grew up in an average size town and not long after graduation, married her high school sweetheart. She envisioned a happily ever after but instead, lived out a nightmare.
Life is funny that way and more often than not, people experience an unexpected ending to their story. Plans rarely seem to work out, frequently leaving dreams shattered.
What hope exists if the ending to the story typically turns out gloomy? If the chances of a happy ending rarely occurs, what then can be done to change the inevitable outcome?
In a world that appears dark at times, hope exists. And where evil seems to lurk around every corner, good truly abounds.
Facing heartache and struggles often leads to life changing revelations. Moments when true light bursts through the shadows of darkness, lives are changed forever. However, for one to find that light leading to change, eyes need opening while hearts left desperate for truth. Life changing truth.
Many argue the previous statement. However, to those who don’t believe in the Truth that is Jesus Christ, I repeat something my pastor often says, “I have never known a person who has totally surrendered to Jesus Christ that now regrets that decision.”
So much truth resides in that statement. And rest assured, there is a difference between believing in Jesus and living a totally surrendered and sold out life to Him. Following Him on this journey through life, living a life of loving people the way He did, leads to a contentment that can only be understood by knowing Him. And knowing Him can only come from following Him. Recognizing not only who He is but who He came to die for and save changes perspectives. Realizing that He is not looking for “church people” but instead those who know they need Him. Those desperate for something much greater than themselves.
The words of Jesus were “Follow me.” He looked for those who were willing to walk beside Him and love and care for those along the way who needed encouragement and hope. The people He walked and talked with were often the despised and rejected of their day. He did not care to hang with those who could recite the Old Testament by heart. In fact, He called them whitewashed tombs. He sought out those who knew they were not good enough and who needed His grace. Jesus knew whose hearts were open to His message. He knew those who longed to be accepted and loved instead of rejected and despised. He wants the sinful and dirty for those are the ones who have hearts that He can change which allow room for a mighty work in His kingdom.
Where do you stand today? Are you dirty and full of sin? Do you feel you’re not worthy of Him or the choices in your life too countless to forgive? You’re not! Jesus used some of the worst of sinners to walk with Him and to share His message and He can and will use you too!
Don’t let the white washed tombs of today discourage you from following the One who loves you and died for you. Don’t allow the judgmental to prevent you from seeking out the One who longs to bless your life with unspeakable joy. Jesus is misrepresented all over this world, so seek Him out personally. Find a Bible and read about the people whose lives (Paul, The adulterous woman) He transformed because He can do the same for you!!
The Son of Man has come to save all those who are lost.
Matthew 18:11
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A Long Dark Tunnel and A Glimmer of Hope
Are you in love with your significant other? Do they make you feel safe? Loved? Cherished? Respected? Honored? Adored? If you can answer yes to those questions, count yourself blessed.
Marriage is hard. It takes a lot of work, patience and communication. But for some, it is not as simple as work, patience and communication. For some it is a matter of fighting for their life. Fighting to keep their head above water. Refusing to drown under the weight of a hardened individual.
Are you aware of the consequences a woman faces when she finally musters up the strength to leave an abusive situation? Many do not so here are a few:
- Fear of retaliation of the abuser by numerous means. These are only a few:
- Emptying of bank account
- Refusal to pay bills
- Threatening to take children away
- Stalking
- Left with no financial way to care for children
- Harassment from abuser
- Destroyed credit issues leaving the victim with no means to purchase a car, rent a home, open a new bank account
- Continued emotional and verbal abuse
- Created alienation of those in victims life
- Rejection by friends
- Rejection by family
- Rejection by church
These are but a few. Much is involved but be certain of this, it takes great amounts of courage and strength for one to stand and say, “I am valuable and I will not take the abuse any longer” as they leave.
It happens every day. And the majority of women taking this step are doing it without the support of their family, friends, and church family. They are alone, scared and left to fight for the welfare of their children without the proper support and resources. It is terrifying.
Add to the stress of leaving that of lack of support within our judicial system. Are you aware if you commit a crime that could carry possible jail time in the United States you are given an attorney if you cannot afford one? Are you aware that a woman who has been a stay at home mom for her children and has no financial means available after leaving an abusive situation is expected to provide for her own attorney? She is allowed to stand before a judge on her own while the abuser who has the necessary and available funds who may even have more than one attorney fights against her. Our system allows this to take place every day. Criminals are represented while innocent victims of abuse must fight on their own against those oppressors in their life.
It is so unfair and sickening. The damage being done to the children in our country because of the “rights of a parent” is absurd and disgusting. My passion is to see it changed. To do something to change it but it cannot be done alone.
Thankfully it begins with babysteps. God has given me the amazing privilege of working with an incredible ministry. A ministry that walks alongside women and their babies left stranded and who need help getting back on their feet. Supporting women crushed by years of abuse with broken wings needing to be healed by God’s love. We are a team of women who experienced the issues above in a personal way and want to be the hands and feet of Jesus to these broken women.
I accept that many will never understand the pain others suffer. I accept that unless some things happen to you personally, it’s hard to acknowledge and understand the hurt it causes to others. Sometimes we need to step back and realize people are hurting. But not only hurting, they are suffering. They need to be rescued. They need the assurance that someone cares and loves them. They need their broken wings healed. They need HOPE. Will you please visit Give Her Wings and consider supporting our April mama? Whether through prayers or financial support, we need your help. Will you help us in offering a precious mama and her babies hope today? Will you walk with us as we minister to those who need the love of Jesus poured over them?
I ask you to pray about how you can be a part of this great ministry. What simple things could you give up in order to help a mama and her babies put food on their table, electricity in their home, or even shoes on their feet?
*Would you be willing to give up one visit to Starbucks each week and donate that amount monthly?
*Would you be willing to eat out one less time each month and donate that amount?
Please visit GiveHerWings.com and read some of the precious notes from the mama’s who have already been helped through this ministry and read more about what it is we do as well as the heartbreaking story of our April Mama.
Originally published on For Always.
Fear, an Ambulance and a Promise
Fear. We all experience it. May even be crippled by it. It can consume and overwhelm us. Lead us to a very dark place. Make us doubt. Lose sight of what we know to be true.
A week ago today, fear gripped hold of me. Consumed by the darkness it created, I lost sight of a known truth in my life: God is in control.
After a frustrating morning of car issues and getting two kids to school my phone rang. Almost home I heard my daughter screaming into the phone something about her brother. Panic set in. A mom knows. Something was very wrong and I could feel it.
As I raced into the house, I found my little one hunched over on the bathroom floor. In that moment, my faith was forgotten. The cries of fear escaped my lips. As I repeated my little boy’s name over through the tears, I forgot Who was in control. Devastation and heartache of losing something I hold so dear consumed me and in an instant truth disappeared.
How quickly it happens. One wrong turn or unexplained event and we forget God’s goodness. All the good He’s given tossed out the window because of fear. Thoughts of it now lead to great feelings of frustration. These fearful moments are nothing new. I’ve experienced them before and trusted His hand in the past. Why now did I forget?
How easy it is to become distracted and lose sight of His face.
I am learning the importance of focusing on truth. Seeking His face. That morning frustration of a broken down car and an unplanned visit to carpool distracted me. I lost sight of the many other provisions God has placed in my life. Too busy focusing on the negative and the unknown, His peace had escaped me.
This is My command: be strong and courageous. Never be afraid or discouraged because I am your God, the Eternal One, and I will remain with you wherever you do.
Joshua 1:9
God was there. He had not left my side. But I had forgotten Him. Sitting in the back of an ambulance looking at my child as he cried, God’s presence overwhelmed me. As my little guy cried through big tears, “mommy, I’m scared” it all came back. My child needed me. In his moment of fear, my job was to comfort him. I needed to remember.
Finally, brothers and sisters, fill your minds with beauty and truth. Meditate on whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is good, whatever is virtuous and praiseworthy. Keep to the script: whatever you learned and received and heard and saw in me – do it – and the God of peace will walk with you.
Philippians 4:8-9
And in that moment a peace that passes all understanding rocked me to the core. As I took my little one’s face into my hands truth flowed from my lips, “sweet boy, God knew before we woke up this morning that this was going to happen. He is not surprised by it. He is right here with us and gave us these amazing firemen and paramedics to take care of you. After everything we’ve been through and seen God do, we are not going to doubt Him now.” And there He was. He hadn’t left even though I had forgotten.
And with that, all fear was gone. I remembered who holds not just my life but that of my children in His hands. Suddenly those tears that fell from my little one’s eyes disappeared and he smiled.
Bad and scary things happen. We will never escape them but there is someone who knows every detail and give us all we need if we just choose to trust Him in those moments. He has never failed me. Not once. Though I often lose sight of Him, He never lets go of me.
You see all things;
You saw me growing, changing in my mother’s womb;
Every detail of my life was already written in Your book;
You established the length of my life before I ever tasted the
sweetness of it.
Your thoughts and plans are treasures to me, O God! I cherish each
and every one of them!
How grand in scope! How many in number!
If I could count each of them, they would be more than all the
grains of sand on earth. Their number is inconceivable!
Even when I wake up, I am still near to You.
Psalm 139:16-18
Originally posted on For Always
A New Identity, A Pair of Broken Wings and One Great Hope
I accept that many will never understand the pain others suffer. I accept that unless some things happen to you personally, it’s hard to acknowledge the hurt it causes to others. Sometimes we need to take a step back, stop debating and realize that people are hurting. Suffering. They need to be rescued. They need to know that someone cares and loves them. They need their broken wings healed. They need HOPE. Will you visit Give Her Wings and offer someone hope?
Seven years ago, writing became a big part of my life. I did not know the purpose or reason at the time but God did. He was aware of my impending storm and prepared me for the road ahead.
If you have never dealt with divorce, it is hard to understand the emotions involved and even harder to relate. There is so much pain from feelings of loneliness, hopelessness, feelings of betrayal, fear and hurt that never seem to end. For me, except for my parents and siblings as well a dear friend who lived two minutes from my home, I was alone. My church, my closest friends and my extended family abandoned me. At a time when love and support were needed, I found none. It was not only lonely but scary.
After the trials and storms, He has given me a place and a purpose to be for others what I did not have. By sharing His love, His grace and His hope, I can help women who are not just suffering from the loss of their marriage but struggling to find their “new” identity.
Throughout the last few years I have encountered many women whose experiences were much like mine. Recognizing their pain and being aware of how much it happens, leaves me with a great desire to offer encouragement to those hurting. I want them to know they are not alone and they have a great HOPE.
Several months ago, I commented on a Facebook post of a friend. That same day I received a friend request from someone I did not know who had also left a comment. Because we had several mutual friends I accepted and God began a work. Little did I know the way He was working, orchestrating a new journey for me.
As I visited the profile of my new friend, I discovered that my beautiful new friend Megan and her husband are part of an incredible ministry, Give Her Wings. While reading about this ministry, their mission and purpose left me overcome with gratitude. The mission: Helping to give specific mothers who have left abusive situations a chance to get on their feet…to breathe…to heal their broken wings and fly free again. Being one who understands and is passionate to serve those women who are left to start over, I wanted to help. I wanted to do what they were doing but I was only one person. I didn’t even know how to start such an undertaking.
Time passed but the feelings grew stronger. It took time for me to recognize the nudging of the Holy Spirit to contact Megan. I didn’t know what to say but began by sharing my story and the desire to be a part of this amazing work God was doing through them. Much to my surprise my message was met with such encouragement. God opened doors and made it clear that this ministry, Give Her Wings, was where He wanted me.
Less than a month ago I received a special gift in the mail that touched my heart. Megan has written an amazing book also titled Give Her Wings. This incredible book brought so much healing as the words spoke such truth and love as well as encouragement. It was filled with clarity, compassion and hope and helped to free me from the struggle of guilt I often experience. It is a great resource filled with practical advice for mamas searching for answers in what can be such a dark journey while giving excellent and much-needed advice and wisdom to those walking alongside those dealing with abuse. It is a much needed resource for an area that is greatly lacking in many churches and one every pastor should read. To learn more about her book or to pick up a copy for yourself, click here.
So if you have made it this far into this post I have something for you to consider. Right now as you are reading, someone’s name has probably come to mind. Someone in your life is dealing with a struggling marriage or with abuse. With that said, I would like to ask something of you because there is something you can do.
First, you can pray. Whoever God has placed on your heart, say a prayer. You don’t need details because God knows. Realizing the struggle is more than enough. It simply takes a minute to pray. Mamas and their babies (even the husbands) who are dealing with this battle need to be covered in prayer. These families need to be loved on and shown that they are not alone. And we can intercede on their behalf by lifting them up in prayer.
My second request is for you to visit the website Give Her Wings. The purpose of Give Her Wings is to raise gifts and money for mothers who have left abusive situations. Oftentimes, when a woman leaves an abusive marriage, she narrowly escapes with little more than her children and the clothes on her back. Give Her Wings desires to do all they can to help specific mothers who are living in very poor conditions presently. Once there you can read more about the ministry as well blog posts and updates on mamas who have been helped. There is also a place to donate and support the ministry as well as nominate a mama you may know who needs help.
There is so much hurting in our world. So many people left without hope. People need to be reminded of our mighty God who loves and longs to walk alongside them through the darkest storms in life. To know that we, the Church, are here to love and walk with them. We need to be the light. We need to be on mission. We are called to care for those around us who are hurting and in need.
Help me take the first step in making a difference. Visit GiveHerWings.com and see what part you can play in the lives of those who need our help to heal their broken wings and fly free again. Thank you in advance for your help as we make a difference in a world that often can be dark.
Can I go anywhere apart from you Spirit?
Is there anywhere I can go to escape Your watchful presence?
If I go up into Heaven, You are there.
If I make my bed in the realm of the dead, You are there.
If I ride on the wings of morning,
if I make my home in the most isolated part of the ocean,
Even then You will be there to guide me;
Your right hand will embrace me, for You are always there.
Even if I am afraid and think to myself, “There is no doubt that the darkness will swallow me,
the light around me will soon be turned night,”
You can see in the dark, for it is not dark to Your eyes.
For You the night is just as bright as the day.
Darkness and light are the same to Your eyes.
Psalm 139:7-12
The Day Ruby Died
We faced several scary times together but we also shared a LOT of happy moments. She carried my babies and me on many memorable road trips and protected me from the attack of a huge buck that believed the road belonged to him. We faced a lot together.
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Ruby and My Sweet Baby Girl |
The day had come to find a replacement for Ruby. I had spent hours upon hours looking for something new but nothing compared. So much to live up to and not easily replaced.
A New Identity, A Pair of Broken Wings and One Great Hope
Seven years ago, writing became a big part of my life. I did not know the purpose or reason at the time but God did. He was aware of my impending storm and prepared me for the road ahead.
After the trials and storms, He has given me a place and a purpose to be for others what I did not have. By sharing His love, His grace and His hope, I can help women who are not just suffering from the loss of their marriage but struggling to find their “new” identity.
Throughout the last few years I have encountered many women whose experiences were much like mine. Recognizing their pain and being aware of how much it happens, leaves me with a great desire to offer encouragement to those hurting. I want them to know they are not alone and they have a great HOPE.
Several months ago, I commented on a Facebook post of a friend. That same day I received a friend request from someone I did not know who had also left a comment. Because we had several mutual friends I accepted and God began a work. Little did I know the way in which He was working, orchestrating a new journey for me.
So if you have made it this far into this post I have something for you to consider. Right now as you are reading, someone’s name has probably come to mind. Someone in your life is dealing with a struggling marriage or with abuse. With that said, I would like to ask something of you because there is something you can do.
A Broken Angel, a Shattered Heart and a Beautiful Christmas Miracle
Constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Living in a state of anxious thoughts that God can’t bless me. I cannot be this happy. I am divorced. My home is broken. God is angry with me. He doesn’t want me.
Because of a bad decision, a sin I committed at the age of 15, I lived many years dealing with the consequences. I also lived believing God was angry with me and had no true purpose for my life. I lived my life wanting to serve Him and did so in hopes of gaining His approval. Wanting His love. But never feeling worthy. I felt my life could not be used because of my sins. My past haunted me daily.
Almost six years ago I embarked on a journey down a very dark path that drew me closer to Jesus. As I was cast out by a church and turned away by friends and family, I learned what following Jesus truly meant. I learned how to listen to His voice and follow His leading. For the first time, I embraced His love and understood and accepted His grace.
When you make a choice to go against the beliefs and advice of others and hold fast to what you know to be true, you expose yourself to great challenges. Defying another, especially a pastor, leaves you vulnerable to enormous ridicule and loneliness. When you make a choice to follow the Holy Spirit as He leads, you don’t always win the favor of those around you.
That was me. I had spent hours and hours upon my knees in prayer. Praying for so many things. Looking for answers. Looking for change. When the Spirit began moving in my life and I stood up against those who attempted to manipulate me into following their voice, I faced severe consequences. But those consequences changed my life forever and grew my faith in ways I never thought possible.
I was left totally on my own. My church, my friends and certain family abandoned me. They cast me aside. At the time, it was devastating. It was heartbreaking. But now it has become one of the greatest blessings and lessons in my life.
God taught me to trust Him in all things. Even when it seemed all hope was lost and I felt like I was sinking, He was there.
When you are dealing with storms, often through the darkness, God parts the clouds and gives you a beautiful glimpse of His love. In dark moments He reveals to you those things or people in your life you need to separate yourself from but also those you need to pull closer. He provides when all hope feels lost and emptiness is overwhelming. I experienced those moments. They became precious and intimate gifts from my Heavenly Daddy as He made His presence known in my life.
When the gossip spread that I was running from God, having an affair, and had walked away from my faith, He intervened and revealed Himself in mighty ways. From simple messages from those who loved me to finding bags of groceries at my front door, His presence was undeniable. From each verbal attack from those who questioned my character and made me doubt myself, God spoke into my heart and reminded me I was His and He had great plans for me. Though others walked away, His presence never left me. His arms were always there to hold me up as He embraced me with His love.
The past couple of years have amazed. God has blessed and provided for my children and me in more ways than I can write in one post. But this Christmas He sent me a precious reminder. Many months ago, my daughter broke something of mine that was very special to me. It was something from my earlier life that held a significant place in my heart. It had served as a reminder of God’s faithfulness through my trials and storms. The day it broke, my heart shattered. But God.
On December 1, 2012 God gave me the most wonderful blessing I had in many years. He gave me my husband. Some know our story, others have formulated their own version but to summarize, we were two broken people, God redeemed and gave to one another. My husband is my dream come true. This Christmas God used him to remind me of His restoring love.
Unbeknownst to me, but not my boys, my husband had collected the pieces of my broken angel and was determined to repair the damage. He spent months gluing back the many broken pieces. Each time I left the house (which was rare) he would pull out those pieces working to repair what I had lost. Behind the scenes he worked to restore the brokenness.
On Christmas morning, as I pulled the angel out of the bright red bag, overwhelming joy flooded my heart. As I took it all in my mind immediately went to the love of my Heavenly Daddy. For years my shattered heart laid a broken mess. Broken and unraveled, I needed fixing.
But God. He scooped up all my broken pieces and one by one began putting them back together. It took time allowing for the “glue” to dry. It took great precision as each piece now fit a little differently. And some were no longer needed. Things didn’t go back the way they had once been but instead fit together in a new and more beautiful way.
He took the entire broken and shattered mess I had become and turned it into a masterpiece that became a display of His restoring love and grace. A magnificent portrait of His faithfulness. Just as my husband restored my angel.
My husband is a beautiful reflection and reminder of God’s love and faithfulness. His love is something I have never experienced. Each day because of his love for me, I get a taste of how my Heavenly Daddy loves me. So complete and selfless.
I look at my life and see what others do not. Many feel pity for my children and sadness for what we’ve endured. Heavy hearted because they come from a broken home. But God has shown me something different. Each time my children smile and laugh, I am reminded that God restored our broken home. He put together all the broken pieces of our lives and gave us something beautiful. A home full of love. A home where He is welcome. He took our shattered broken mess and turned it into an extravagant tapestry of His love and grace.
the Eternal has inexhaustible compassion.
Here they are, every morning new!
Your faithfulness, God, is as broad as the day.
Have courage, for the Eternal is all that I will need.
My soul boasts, “Hope in God; just wait.”
It is good, The Eternal One is good to those who expect Him,
to those who seek Him wholeheartedly.
It is good to wait quietly
for the Eternal to make things right again.
A Broken Angel, A Shattered Heart and One Extravagant Christmas Miracle
Constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Living in a state of anxious thoughts that God can’t bless me. I cannot be this happy. I am divorced. My home is broken. God is angry with me. He doesn’t want me.
God taught me to trust Him in all things. Even when it seemed all hope was lost and I felt like I was sinking, He was there.