We’re singing “Oceans” this Sunday. It’s a song I typically lead. I’ll be brutally honest right here and tell you I’m not exactly thrilled at the prospect of singing this one again. I like to believe what I’m singing, and the thought of asking God to “take me deeper” makes me want to crawl into... Continue Reading →
In early September, in the darkness that comes between the close of one day and the start of another, Jesse awakened to his new reality. We have been walking and trudging and sprinting and schlepping through the past several months, eyes on one goal ahead of us...Jesse telling others about Jesus with his own mouth.... Continue Reading →
I've been asked a lot of hypothetical questions throughout all of this. If I would have made different choices had I known what was ahead of me? Insisted Jesse get an MRI earlier had I known he had a tumor growing in his brain? Married him had I known my husband's body and mind would... Continue Reading →
Before moving to Northwest Houston for Jesse to become the lead pastor at what is now the Church at Cross Lake Before you watch, if you will, extend your hands in front of you with your palms down and clench them into a fist, then try to pick something up with your closed hand. Now... Continue Reading →
March 10, 2016. It's just a date. Maybe it's a significant one to you, maybe not. For us, it was another meaningless day on our calendar until last week. On January 19, we had an MRI and an appointment to review the scans with our oncologist immediately following it. At the end of that appointment,... Continue Reading →
A little less than two years ago, I watched a young mother place her new baby in the arms of another. Not temporarily, but for a lifetime. The grief, I thought. The longing and yearning, the sacrifice, the life of disconnect willingly suffered so that the child could have more, so that the child could... Continue Reading →
Every now and then, Jesse does something so normal that I almost forget anything has happened. . .almost. It's funny how common words take on new depths as life goes on. Words like "almost", for example. It's almost Christmas. It's almost 2016. It's almost our 14th wedding anniversary. "Almost" indicates one of two things: Anticipation... Continue Reading →
Jesse can point to the place on the ceiling he was looking at when he knew everything had changed in the wee hours of Friday, September 4. He was asleep after throwing up for a couple of hours; and when his mind awakened, he opened his eyes and everything was different. "Everything is different.", he... Continue Reading →
Less than 24 hours after I last posted about Jesse's surgery, and we are HOME! Home, y'all. It's remarkable to me that a person can have brain surgery one day, and sleep in his own bed the day after. It's overwhelming to see my husband walk through our door and into our home, a moment... Continue Reading →
Jesse is out of surgery and in his room in the neuro ward! He's doing exceptionally well, talking more fluidly than he was before his surgery, and telling everyone who enters the room about King Jesus, whom he adores so much. They were able to burn 3 cm of the remaining tumor in this surgery. Praise... Continue Reading →
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