The Hope Cycle – Part 3

My son woke up with a fever; he wouldn’t be going to school. I got in the car to take my daughter to school. I turned the key in the ignition. Nothing. We quickly switched to Kris’ car and off we went. Later that morning, we tried jumping my car. The battery wouldn’t charge. KrisContinue reading “The Hope Cycle – Part 3”

The Hope Cycle – Part 1

Part of me didn’t want to run into anyone at church yesterday because I didn’t want to answer the question. I knew they’d ask, and I truly didn’t want to be THAT person. But when you’ve gone to the same church your entire life, it’s unavoidable. “How was your Christmas?” So much of me wantedContinue reading “The Hope Cycle – Part 1”