My husband, Jeremiah, and I always had a desire for our marriage to make a difference in the lives of others. We knew that God brought us together for a greater purpose beyond “us.” Early in our marriage we had the opportunity to serve in an apartment ministry together. Our responsibilities were to facilitate community…
Grief is tough to navigate. It sneaks up at odd times and causes such a wide range of emotions. The day will be going swimmingly and before long, you’re swimming in tears. I’ve gained wisdom through an experience I’ve had with grief, which is still fresh, and am sharing with hope that it will provide…
Waking up from my turkey-induced coma on Black Friday, something that I wasn’t expecting crept into my soul. Loneliness. I haven’t felt that sort of longing since I was single. Not that I’ve been married long—not even a Kim Kardashian yet. But I remember how much I used to complain around the holidays because I have…
Our society has this strange tendency to lure us into planning and pulling off the perfect “fairytale” wedding. Just about any girl you ask, including me, has at some point dreamed about her picture-perfect wedding, husband, honeymoon and home—with a list of expectations for each. A friend who recently married had a rule throughout her…
I define addiction as an unfulfilling cycle of bad choices which keeps one from experiencing God’s best and ultimately leads to death. For romantic addicts, death means ultimate forfeiture of the very best marriage plans God has for one’s life. In simpler terms, someone who refuses to trust God to meet their needs in the…
