I lean into the Word of God and trust in, rely on and affirm the victory of Jesus Christ. But I still GRIEVE.  

On my hardest days, my darkest days I remember this: as fierce as my mother love may be, it can’t hold a candle to the eternal love of God.

At the moment of my weakness, the Spirit speaks courage to my spirit. Jesus whispers, “You can do it” to my heart.

The character of God is flawless. His ways are holy and good. He will not allow the enemy of my soul to have the last word.

Your story matters. It’s being written to be shared as a testimony to God’s goodness, His faithful love and His enabling grace.