Prescription for Hope

Triumphant faith presses on. Mysterious medical marvels occurred during my fourth decade of life; a genetic illness, Hypokalemic Periodic...

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Is G I don’t know what prompted my husband to ask the question. It was an ordinary day. We were zooming down the road to Rachel’s (aka...

My beloved of nearly nineteen years, inched closer to me. He knows I needed a compassionate listening ear.  “I wish I could have my old...

Image Courtesy of Morguefile I never had shoes that fit. Mama would stuff the toes of our shoes with tissue paper. “Growing room” mama...

The shift from faith to doubt is subtle. I recently caught myself following the breadcrumb path that lead to restlessness. Unbeknownst to...

Today, I am purposefully trying to induce an attack of Hypokalemic Periodic Paralysis, the rare neuromuscular disease that hijacked my...

“I cared for you in the desert.” (Hosea 13:5) I feel as if I’ve been banished to exile in the desert. Periodic Paralysis, the rare...

What if you approached your battle from the stance of victory? Click To Tweet I love to highlight passages of scripture where God uses...

June 13, 2016: Facebook entry: “I cooked today. One person’s chore is another’s progress.” Since this neuromuscular disease hijacked by...

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“When you hear hoofbeats behind you, don’t expect to see a zebra.” Dr. Theodore Woodward “Mom, since you’re a zebra,” Rachel says tossing...

Double knot your laces and start marching. If walking by faith is a jagged rocky path, rest assure God provides sturdy shoes. Click To...

Written by April Dawn White I tightened the apron around my waist, waiting for instructions. Mom peered through her glasses perched at...

By April Dawn White What do you do when you don’t see any results? Keep marching! Obedience is my responsibility. Outcomes are God’s...

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Shoulders slumped, my ten-year-old daughter moped to her place in right fields. Rachel prefers first base, but instead the coach placed...

I run because I like to eat.  I have a propensity for Mexican food, Chick-Fil-A, coffee, and chocolate. Unfortunately, if I want to eat...