Spiritual Growth
A Sprinkle of Perfect Days
Not sure if your family is like mine but it seems to be the case in mine that someone wakes up on the wrong side of the bed every day. Whether it is one of my beautiful, full of life, full of energy, ready to explore the entire world in a millisecond, children. To my [&hellip
I Need More (Her Side)
After Scott passed away, my house was filled with friends and family for months. I literally had someone visit me, eat with me, drop off food, spend the night, cry with me, or just sit in silence with me every single day for three and a half months. The love, help and support were incredible [&hellip
I Need More
When I first met my wife, I was in love. I was in a relationship that I wanted to give my whole life to something. I was in no place to love another woman. I was perfectly content, happy, in love with what I had… I was lying there with my back on the ground, [&hellip
…As Charged.
I got a message from a dear friend today and it struck something in me… Something that has become my way of life. It affects me. It affects just about everyone. ”I wish I had done this.” ”I wish I had done that.” ”I wish I had said this or that.” ”I wish I were [&hellip
Engaged While Celebrating Nine Years of Marriage
Say what? How can this possibly be? How could it possibly happen to me? As strange as it sounds in your head, it’s possibly even stranger in mine. Here is my best effort to explain how much Scott (and Lindsay) is a part of my life. “‘Til death do us part” was part of my [&hellip
On a Mission
Do I really know the Word? Can God really use me? These are the questions that I kept asking myself before traveling to Brazil. We headed south for a 10 day, medical, dental, and children’s ministry mission. The team consisted of 18 doctors, nurses, dentists, hygienists, children loving, God loving people. Not one of our [&hellip
Self Help
Worry, fear, insecurity, trust, hurt, anxiety… Every one of those words deals with thoughts. Lord knows I have a lot of thoughts. Not all of them are rational and actually lately, most of them would fall under the irrational category. Whether it is worrying about my future… uncontrollable… I should know that from my past. [&hellip
I lied…
The day Lindsay died I had this overwhelming support. I must of had an overwhelming amount of grace being poured on me too because I was able to muster up this post that night… ’Gabe Lewis September 23, 2011 near McKinney, TX via mobile Added note: please don’t feel sorry for me. God has his [&hellip
What’s going to happen…
When I was a boy I had a fear of death. I was scared of someone breaking in to our house, I was scared to be in a car going too fast, I was scared of storms. I did not want to die. It wasn’t even that I was scared of where I was going, [&hellip
Thank you
Heavenly Father, Thank you. This season I have been thinking a lot about you carrying that cross. It is the most humbling thought, visual, feeling, that it literally makes me feel pain. I grieve you. I sit here and think about my life. Before Lindsay passed away, we use to talk about how blessed our [&hellip
