Divinely Detoured

Five little things I’ve learned about hope since 2020, just in case hope seems hard in 2026. Spoiler: Hope dies last.

To be remembered, we must give up making ourselves irreplaceable, we must focus on "becoming" instead of "completing, "and get comfortable leaving a thread hanging.

A ministry of love can arise from our worst days and create a transient beauty that satisfies even our deepest hunger.

A detour can take us into exile but there are unexpected gifts in that foreign land.

Mourning the 90th birthday party we never had, I realize I grew up a rich girl because of my dad.

We like faith to show up in big ways: in a fiery furnace, a lion’s den, an empty tomb. We even use the term  “leap of faith”  to mean  a big move, something bold, fast, or at least forward. But what if the real show of faith is staying?

When change is slow, we can take comfort knowing that time builds relationships, shapes us, and creates the exceptional.

When deep waters feel like a threat, know that God may be calling you into a more intimate relationship because deep is where hope lives.

The mom I meant to be is one who does not avoid questions but, realizing that God deals in questions, does avoid knowingness.

Getting unstuck involves a realization of getting stuck, needing a hand, and reaching out, and ultimately wanting more than a fix.