This gives room for the wild, messy, hilarious moments of life—where Jesus still shows up, even if you’re running late and covered in peanut butter. These posts share the everyday chaos with humor, honesty, and a whole lot of faith. Come laugh, cry, and feel seen.
His phone’s GPS showed he was somewhere he shouldn't be. My stomach dropped. I called—no answer. I texted—nothing. In seconds, panic set in. Was he safe? Was he even close by? My mind raced with worst-case scenarios as I tried to hold it together, praying, pleading, desperate to find him. It was only minutes… but it felt like forever.
I walked into the Girls Night Out event expecting a nice evening with my church family, a few laughs, a few tears, and some good food. But what I walked away with was something deeper: a reminder that our stories—when surrendered to God—become weapons of hope.
