Praying Our Loved One Home

I remember the day sitting on my “quiet time” chair. That day I realized that my family was broken, I was broken. And the only thing I knew to do, the only sure measure for healing, was to pray. Yet, I was confused and lost and didn’t know what to pray. In that moment I knew that the only trusted source for my prayers was God’s word. That began the journey of Praying Our Loved One Home

Our Marvelous Mess

Life is messy. And knowing your not alone makes all the difference. Join the journey as we reflect on life, love, loss and healing.