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I close my eyes, allowing its power to wash over me. Loose particles of sand dance up from the shoreline, pelting my feet where I’ve rolled the cuffs of my jeans to ankle height and the waves, placid earlier this morning, protest loudly.

God’s presence is palpable to me; His magnificence tangible–and the taste of my tears mingles with the briny sea. Releasing a sigh, I take in the vastness of the ocean and wonder if I’ll ever move beyond the profound loneliness. The sense of brokenness. The loss.

Planting myself on an abandoned stretch of sand, I gaze across the miles of steel grey. Even the ocean reflects my emotions today.

Lord, I feel so lost. Please help me.

As if in response, the wind batters against my frame and I breathe in the scents of the ocean. Absorb the rush of waves and the call of the terns. I watch as tiny sandpipers scurry on spindly legs dip their beaks beneath the crust of packed sand near the water’s edge in search of dinner.

I know God hears me.

While the answers to my simple prayer involved a slow unfolding of healing, I know many others struggle in the same way. I wonder what lonely place you have found yourself visiting today. Have you, too, been bruised and worn down? Have you been abandoned by someone you love? Are you asking God to meet you in your loss?

Even in the loneliest of places, He resurrects hope.

Ezekiel, one of God’s prophets, knew about isolation and grief. Heartache and pain. He’d suffered the death of wife, “the desire of [his] eyes” (Ezekiel 25: 15 NKJV) and been taken captive by the Babylonians. Not only was he grieving the loss of his beloved, but Ezekiel was enslaved in a foreign country.

No family. No freedom. No future.

But God…

The Wind of Heaven

Opening Ezekiel’s eyes to an amazing vision, the Lord provided His servant the hope for which he longed. He showed Ezekiel a valley filled with brittle bones and said,

“Prophesy to these bones, and say to them, ‘O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! Thus says the Lord God to these bones: “Surely I will cause breath to enter into you, and you shall live. I will put sinews on you and bring flesh upon you, cover you with skin and put breath in you; and you shall live. Then you shall know that I am the Lord.” ’ ”

Ezekiel complied and the bones, once disconnected, were joined together and cloaked by flesh. Then God used some interesting words in His next command to Ezekiel,

“Also He said to me, “Prophesy to the breath, prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, ‘Thus says the Lord God: “Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live.” (Ezekiel 37:9)

The word used for breath in these verses is haruah, which means wind of heaven or spirit.  The Spirit of God is the enabler of all life. He was able to reconstruct a valley of bones into an army of men and resurrect the martyred Messiah as victorious King.

When we feel as though, “our hope is lost” (Ezekiel 37:11), we can call on the Spirit who resurrects hope and life-even in the valley of dry bones.

Haruah God,

You are the One who breathes life into my spirit. I know you see my heart; you know my thoughts.

My tears pour out before you until I feel as though I’ve wept the last of them.

Hope is wrenched from my heart and I feel adrift in my loneliness.

I don’t know where to turn or which steps to take, but I trust you.

When you created man, you brought life from nothingness.

When you raised Christ from the dead, you broke the power of sin in my life.

Today, will you quicken hope inside of me?

I believe, Lord, “help me in my unbelief”. (Mark 9:24)


Peace and grace,


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My world spun off its axis when a precious one revealed the trauma buried in his past. Pushing hard against the faith I’d clung to throughout my own embattled childhood and youth, I wrestled with God. I laid my heart bare, unflinchingly honest in my anger and despair.

What kind of God allows children to be devoured by this world? Could I even trust Him? Even more than that–did I want to?

Typically Polly Anna-esque , I almost felt my heart grow cold and hard. Hope drained from my life like color from an old photograph and everywhere I looked I saw the potential for loss, pain, and suffering.

It could be that doubt has swallowed hope; even your faith seems as though it may be distinguished.#hoperestored#Christredeemsthepain#novictoryfortheenemey Click To Tweet

Maybe you’re in a situation that has raised similar questions in your own mind. It could be that doubt has swallowed hope and you’re just existing moment to moment; bitterness twisting your thoughts until even your faith seems as though it might be distinguished.

Will you choose truth or be deceived into despondency?#havecourage#battleready Click To Tweet

This is the point at which you must make a decision. Will you choose truth or be deceived into despondency by this corrupt world? Will you invite Christ to redeem your pain or allow the “thief who comes to steal, kill, and destroy” to derail your faith?

For months I wavered between one choice and the other. I struggled, wept, and screamed in anger; alternately searching scripture for words of comfort and then refusing to attend church.

I decided I wouldn't allow the deceiver an easy victory.#Jesuswins#hopeinChrist Click To Tweet

Finally, I decided. I decided I wouldn’t allow the deceiver an easy victory.

Turning to the truth bound up in the pages of my Bible, I poured over its promises and was reminded again and again of God’s faithfulness. While this world hasn’t been set right yet, it will be. Jesus’ return is sure and His justice and mercy will prevail. And, even more, we have the eternal hope of heaven; a place free of tear and trials and overflowing with the laughter and celebration of the restored and redeemed.

He is with us each step of the way; penning hope throughout until we reach our eternal happily ever after.#weknowtheendofthestory#thesetroublesaremomentary#heknowstheplansforus Click To Tweet

If you are in the midst of a battle and flanked by disillusionment and doubt, can I encourage you to turn to Christ? He won’t condemn you for your doubt, but will gather you in His arms as your tears spill like prayers in His presence. He’s waiting already, pleading and praying on your behalf.

“Who then is left to condemn us? Certainly not Jesus, the Anointed One! For he gave his life for us, and even more than that, he has conquered death and is now risen, exalted, and enthroned by God at his right hand. So how could he possibly condemn us since he is continually praying for our triumph?” (Romans 8:34 TPB)

Oh, friend, trust that He has more for you than what you’re experiencing right now. Jesus never claimed our lives would be easy, but as we move page by page through the story of our lives He is with us each step of the way; penning hope throughout until we reach our eternal happily ever after.


Peace and grace,


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As last year is enveloped by the unknown of 365 untouched tomorrows, images of unspoiled beauty flit through my mind. The petals of a flower unfurling beneath the sun. A freshly birthed baby’s lusty mewling as his lungs exhale for the first time. The lingering scent of rain after summer’s introductory thunderstorm.

Newness invites hope and promise...#happynewyear#2019#hopealways Click To Tweet

Newness invites hope and promise; a new year is no different.

We celebrate it with fanfare and fireworks, Times Square tributes, and resolutions to live intentionally well. But, even the most beautiful of new things can lose their luster. Newborns wail from morning till night. Flowers wither in a summer drought. Hail tramples the tender shoot.

In the same way, anticipation of a New Year can be lost somewhere between the everyday of work and worry. Expectation and exhaustion. Unrealized desires and actuality. We may face ill health, broken relationships, or aching hearts as the year progresses.

When those times arrive, what are we to do? Will hope fall from us like the tinted leaves of autumn’s trees? Will we deny ever believing in the promises of an unforged year?

Even in the worst happens in your life or mine, we can trust the creator of days.#hopealways#trustinHim Click To Tweet

Even if the worst happens in your life or mine, we can trust the creator of days. The One who orchestrates the turning of time. Our hope doesn’t exist within the squares of an unmarked calendar, but in Him who has given us “new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead” (NIV-1 Peter 1:3).

The Message version reads, “We’ve been given a brand-new life and have everything to live for, including a future in heaven—and the future starts now! God is keeping careful watch over us and the future. The Day is coming when you’ll have it all…”

While we might raise our glasses to toast the New Year, how much more should we raise our hands and voices toward heaven? All of the promises that belong to our future began the day we became new in Christ. We have only begun to live them out. To experience His grace. To understand His love.

Be encouraged, daughter of God. Not only will your Father in heaven take care of you in 2019, but He will attend to your needs for eternity.

Father, we surrender the coming days of 2019 to you. We trust you with the unknown of our tomorrows as we trust you with eternity. May we honor you with the time you’ve given us here on earth as we look forward to 

Peace, grace, and happy New Year,                                                                                                    Tammy

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I read the child’s name and my throat constricts.  The words seem detached from the page and I wish I could wrap my hand around each letter–crushing the message they bear.  Dead.  Eight year old.  Mother attempted to revive.

Pausing, I think of my own children and something like guilt washes over me.  My children have been spared death.  They have escaped from the clasp of pneumonia…the rebellious actions of desperate youth…and the threat of childhood illness.  My daughter survived when she was resuscitated–and the memory of unmatched pain still lingers within.  And my heart aches for this mother.

Then, I think of the little boy–thin and frail when I knew him as a preschooler–and marvel at the way God used him to touch the lives of so many.  On Christmas Day, the boy drewMP900438983 his final breath.  And because of that boy several other children received an unimaginable Christmas gift–the gift of hope.

A blind child awakened to the colors of an undiscovered world while another now touches tender flesh marred by stiches–proof that much had been sacrificed for hope.

And my thoughts are of the boy–and of Hope.  The one who fully restores the brokenhearted mother…the dying child…the blind and desperate.  And I Ask for the grace to accept Hope’s promise for today.


Scripture for Reflection

“Put your hope in God and know real blessing.” Psalm 146:3-9 MSG

“Blessed are those…who have made The Lord their hope and confidence.” Jer. 17:7

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