28/08/2019
Looking forward to learning more about this now bunch of very real people 😊😊
Hi everyone! Since many of you are new to this page, I thought I’d introduce myself.
My name is Sarah and I’ve been married to the handsome guy next to me for almost 15 years.
Apparently, all four of those little people are mine. My husband and I clearly do not possess any compliant or laid-back genes, so we’re banking on the grace of God to use these feisty, strong-willed, resilient children for his good purposes. They sure do make up for it, though, with their sweetness and smiles.
The past several years, we have been on a long journey as a family, battling Lyme Disease, a severe neurological challenge in one of our kiddos, more loss than I can share, and layers of hardship.
By God’s grace, he’s given me the privilege of sharing about his faithfulness and goodness amidst the reality of long-suffering, both on my blog (Setapart.net) and in the book Hope When It Hurts, which I co-wrote with my dear friend, Kristen. And I just finished up writing a forthcoming follow-up book on HWIH in marriage with my hubby (more on that soon!).🙌
I’m grateful to stay home with my kids and that my husband and I can laugh at the dysfunction we live in with our crazy life circumstances (mixed in with the tears, of course). I have always loved playing sports, but now have to get creative in how that looks, since I can no longer run. I cherish time in the Word with a coffee next to me, dates with my hubby, and grabbing coffee (yes, more coffee) with a friend.
Interesting fact - I am part 12 year old boy. Before you start questioning my theology - after I destroyed my ankle in a volleyball injury, I needed a cadaver bone to replace part of mine. I sadly learned that the bone and cartilage came from a 12 year old boy.
What is my goal in life? To become more like Jesus and bring him glory as I lay down my plans and desires and grasp more of his greater plan for me in the gospel.
By the way...this picture is a complete facade of reality. We only look like this because we bribed our dairy-free children with legit ice cream afterward. (Yes I know, bribing our children isn’t good parenting. But drastic times call for drastic measures). Thanks for following HWIH! We’d love to hear something about you!