If you're new here, you may want to subscribe via email here or via my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!Today Jason and I have a series of appointments. There is a debate among my doctors who is the most important in my life. My doc dealing with my brain cancer wants to be first, and my doc dealing with the growing cancer in my body wants his turn first. They both have the very best intentions of wanting to see my cancer halted, but we cannot decide who gets their turn with my wimpy...

Tenderness may be one of the greatest gifts to my heart. I can become so cynical, so brash, and when I meet a heart that is tender- all that fades. I saw many broken and tender hearts this past weekend, and they have changed me. The tenderness of those around me have caused me to look at my story with a softer heart. I have allowed my weariness to shape my heart, and the tenderness and love I met this weekend has helped return me to a more tender place. It was needed. Thank you...

And it is my prayer that your love may abound more and more, with knowledge and all discernment, so that you may approve what is excellent, and so be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God. (Philippians 1:9-11 ESV) It’s 4:30 in the morning and I cannot sleep. I woke with my daughter snuggled close, and all at once my mind was awake. I realized I  have hours before...

I have known Kara for 10 years. My name is Autumn , but I am blessed to be called her Dianna and to call her my Anne of Greene Gables. (If you have no clue why, be sure you read L.M. Montgmery’s Anne of Greene Gables, it’s a great book). God gave us one another because He knew we needed each other and I am ever so thankful! This weekend Kara and her two oldest girls flew to NC. This was Kara’s first women’s retreat. Kara has warned me not to just brag on her here, but...

          It felt like an impossible day to get through. But we made it. We cried hot tears. My girlfriends stood by and watched through tears, but they showed up. They were there. And a thousand more would have come if I had asked. Just to smile at me through my tears. And in the smiling, letting me know it’s going to be okay. Somehow, it will be okay. Shaving my head felt devastating this go around. I know what this is. I know what this means. So hot tears ran down my face as my kind friend Evan shaved...

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