I craved to make my faith as real as possible, which meant being recklessly honest in His presence.
Category: This Undeserved Life: Uncovering The Gifts of Grief and The Fullness of Life
…hope is never wasted. Even if what I hoped for did not come to fruition as I had imagined, as I had hoped. Hope is placing the beautifully vulnerable parts of ourselves, our raw selves, into His hands. I believe hope moves His heart; but hope also moves our hearts into His hands. Hope builds trust.