I didn’t intend to, but I just sort of took the entire month of January off of social media and it has ended up being the very best way to kick off this year with a chance to rest and breathe and hide from the world for a minute.

I’m also a little bit gobsmacked because I only realized in the last week that this month marks the 10-year anniversary of the first answer to our big, 10-year-long prayer.

That feels big. Really big. I don’t quite know how we got here so fast, and I don’t quite have any words for any of it. But I do know that I want to spend this entire month spotlighting that, honoring it, and piling the glory back onto God because it feels like I’ve only barely scratched the surface.

I spent the weekend with some incredible women this weekend who are all very well-acquainted with the kind of waiting sorrow I was so familiar with. I started the introduction of my first message yesterday morning with this truth and this point alone could have ended the entire conference. 😭

So, to the woman whose womb is painfully empty: I see you. I know you. I was you. Come to Jesus and drink. He will fill that emptiness in more ways than you can possibly imagine… if you let Him.

Merriest Christmas from our little family to yours. 🎄

To the woman who is holding the weight of the world on her shoulders.

I’m praying for you.

This prayer has been repeated on my lips since I first read the words yesterday morning. They were tucked up in the Passion Translation’s version of Psalm 17:7.
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“Show Your marvelous lovingkindness by Your right hand,” David wrote. “Magnify the marvels of Your mercy to all who seek You. Show me Your unfailing love in wonderful ways. Paint grace-graffiti on the fences. Display the wonders of Your faithful love.” (NJKV - TPT - NLT - MSG - CSB)
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God, magnify the marvels of Your mercy to me today.

It’s hard for me to believe that it’s already been ten years since I first wrote 25 Days of Advent.

When I did, Josh and I were living in a 500-square-foot cottage on Maui, nearly ten years into our wait for a family. We had NO idea that, three months later, we would get the surprise of our lives.

So, December 2nd’s essay is extra special for me. Swipe through the slides and you’ll see why.

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