Waiting for Baby Bird

What If It’s Not Your Year for a Baby?

Ugh! It's an ugly thought, isn't it? The thought that you might not end this year with a baby growing in your arms, or at the very least in your womb, but still in your heart. And it's not a thought you even want to entertain, am I right? Because if you are anything like… Continue reading What If It’s Not Your Year for a Baby?

Waiting for Baby Bird

4 Lies the Barren Woman Believes {And the Truth to Set Her Free}

Fear. It is the direct result of the lies we believe. Lies that are whispered to us by the enemy to steal our hope. Rob us of joy.  And destroy our faith.  They whisper to us that change isn't possible. Our dreams are unattainable. And our God doesn't love us. But when we replace those… Continue reading 4 Lies the Barren Woman Believes {And the Truth to Set Her Free}

Tales of Fostering

Imagining Life Without Our Foster Princess

Our foster princess sat in her bed last night and after we went through our nightly ritual of bible reading and song singing, it was time to say our prayers. Without hesitation, she asked God, like she has done every night for nearly 26 months, if she could stay with us forever. I would be… Continue reading Imagining Life Without Our Foster Princess

Tales of Fostering

Tales of Fostering: The Cure for Worry During Nights of Uncertainty

Two hours. That is how long I have been typing. Then deleting. Typing. And then deleting. Typing. Annnd then...? Yep! You guessed it. Deleting. Why can't I seem to find the words? It's never this hard. But as I sit here, deleting the original post I had planned to write, and now obviously struggling to… Continue reading Tales of Fostering: The Cure for Worry During Nights of Uncertainty

Soul Food

For the Days You Just Can’t Do It Anymore

There I stood (barely) in the kitchen with my elbows deep in soapy water, when the dam that I had constructed so carefully finally broke. And the tears I had been holding back for days? Maybe weeks? Began pouring out of me. As each tear landed in the water, I felt myself shamefully falling apart.… Continue reading For the Days You Just Can’t Do It Anymore