thoughts about faith, love and life from a wandering heart
Two days before I would find out I was pregnant with my son, Wells, I woke in the middle of the night with a strong sense that I needed to take a pregnancy test—it was negative. We had been trying to get pregnant for about 9 months, and I was growing weary of the process.... Continue Reading →
It was almost a year ago when I made a wild claim that I would be writing more in 2025, and here I find myself in December sitting down to write for the first time since. Better late than never, as they say. We've entered week two of Advent, and I'm still on week one.... Continue Reading →
His Redeeming Pursuit 