I lost my mother in 2017. I remember the year before God telling me to prepare myself - that I was going to lose her. How do you prepare for the loss of your mother and best friend? She was my person - the only one in this entire world who truly understood me. Over the… Continue reading She Deserves This – by Jessie Crudup
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Re-Defining What Faith Means to Me – by Patrice Marshall
The surgeon we just met stood in front of my family. It was a sunny day on June 28, 2019, when we were informed that my 16-year-old son had cancer. We were referred to this oncology orthopedic surgeon by Christian’s knee surgeon because his ACL recovery had been delayed after he was kicked in the… Continue reading Re-Defining What Faith Means to Me – by Patrice Marshall
The Strength I Needed – by Kaisha Mercado
Growing up in a huge extended family, I was exposed to many differences and traditions concerning how children should be raised. My mom's side of the family was very strict and lived by the Southern rules; on my dad's side, my uncles were strict, but my grandmother was very loving. No matter what we did… Continue reading The Strength I Needed – by Kaisha Mercado
From Escaping Pain to Embracing It – by Amanda Hayhurst
I dug through the boxes of unwanted items scattered on my living room floor, which included worn and tattered clothes, mismatched glassware, and items from friends and family that would go into a yard sale the next morning. At the center of the room sat a few personal boxes I struggled to let go of.… Continue reading From Escaping Pain to Embracing It – by Amanda Hayhurst
How God Transformed My Pain Into Purpose – by Christina Clardy
It all began with an accident - tripping over my husband’s crutches. An avid basketball player, my husband was healing from ACL surgery after someone fell on his knee in a game. In a month, the pain in my knee grew from aching to shooting pain. Fiercely independent, it took me a long time to… Continue reading How God Transformed My Pain Into Purpose – by Christina Clardy
Only By His Grace – by Danielle Carruth
The feeling of her gentle hand on my left elbow as she said, “We are holding out hope” will never leave my memory. What did that mean? Was I about to become a widow raising three daughters on my own? What was “their hope?” Was it the same as my hope? It was the day… Continue reading Only By His Grace – by Danielle Carruth
