Her husband left her and their baby just after Christmas, 2009. Courageously she walks this wilderness with integrity. With grace.
Parenting alone. Sleeping alone. Waking alone. Waiting alone. And yet I see that, clearly, she is never really alone. She wears Him well…choosing to fully embrace her high call to
faith without sight. Hope against all hope.
I watch her and she moves me brave. Moves my spirit. And, every time she raises her hands in
worship, her valley of trouble becomes a door of Hope. (Tennessee – Day 3/40)
Marriage on a Mission 
Beautiful example of how we shout God’s love in the midst of our suffering.
Amen, Charlene! Thank you for your comment.
Your writing moves me! God’s ability to hold us and fill us to overflowing in the desert simply amazes me! I have walked through that door of Hope and found Him! Joni
Bless you, sister!