In short, the three months that followed our move were incredibly testing.

I prayed a lot for Render Fest over the few months leading up to it, out of sheer desperation.

We found out that the baby had done a last-minute somersault and was now breech.

I had been praying for a specific matter for quite some time and nothing seemed to be happening and then...

You could see it stealing their joy.

I started experiencing strange, cardiac arrest-like attacks, as severe, stabbing pain to my chest at age 24.

Our relationship became so strained over time that I prayed to God to help me love her.

I've been in recovery for over four and a half years thanks to King Jesus. All the glory belongs to him.

It was amazing to see how God cares about not only what we need, but our little wants as well. 

It was so special, I didn't want to interrupt so I just stood and watched and thanked God.

Would it be disrespectful to even ask God?

We needed clear guidance that this was what God really wanted for us.

We had a bunch of people praying for this, and really believed and trusted that God would provide

It turned our life upside down as a family, and we were having to have conversations about me not surviving this.

I couldn’t believe it though when I opened an email from one of the clinics.

The surprising and humbling opportunity came to consider leading a new church plant for Re:Hope.

I was weeping. And my weeping became a prayer. 

I was becoming increasingly concerned. If M. signed herself out, would the rehab take her back?

I felt led to pray that we would get all the necessary paperwork sorted by the end of March, though it was a real stretch of faith. 

This time of waiting has been really challenging, especially all in the midst of losing one of our family members.