Welcome to this journey!
I’m so glad you are here.
I am simply wife, mom, daughter, sister, friend… very ordinary human being.
Trying to live authentically.
Facing struggles and challenges (that are making my hair turn gray).
Reconciling the awfulness and awesomeness of life.
Grappling with dynamics of church and faith.
Recognizing the gift of little moments and life lessons through marriage.
Doing my best to partner with Doug and raise our four children.
Recognizing the importance of community.
…Most days, longing for wisdom.
You can find a bit more about me here.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops – at all.
Throughout our lives there are moments we know with certainty we are being nudged out of our comfort zone. As excited as I am, this would be one of mine.
Several years ago, this journey began. A simple idea of writing about our everyday experiences and noticing the hope within each moment. Yet I held back with fear and uncertainty.
Write? Why write when so many others are already doing it so well?
Yet the word, HOPE, continuously caught my attention, woke me at night, and drew me into stories of those choosing HOPE in complicated times and circumstances.
I heard people use the word in a variety of ways and my curiosity increased.
A few years ago, just as I was about to launch a blog, life turned upside down and inside out. My hope seemed random at best. How would I begin writing? Why would I begin writing?
I pressed the pause button to gather myself – process, grieve, heal, and simply catch my breath.
During this time, writing became an important piece of the healing process. However, there were days when I longed to write but only stared at a blank page, unable to gather any thoughts or slow my racing mind.
It would have been easiest to give up.
A strong, abiding sense to move forward pushed through my fears, woke me up at night, and made its way into my dreams.
You see, the very hope that I held dearly during better days was also the hope I clung to in dark, complicated days. I felt so vulnerable, but understanding this seemed like the perfect segue to exploring hope more broadly and sharing the journey with others.
So here we are!
“Hope is the seed God plants in our hearts
to remind us there are better things ahead.”
Through the love and support of many, I embraced my brokenness, fear, and uncertainty. These pieces of my life were more reasons to move forward than any “together-ness” or certainty I felt. Thus, this space may be filled with questions, anecdotal stories, and explorations.
Almost two years ago, I reached out on Facebook and asked friends for thoughts on hope. How would you describe it? What does hope make you think of? When have you held onto hope as you walked through an experience? What does hope mean to you?
The responses were gifts: thoughtful, creative, and powerful. They came from a wide variety of faith and life perspectives. They touched on many ways we think of hope. A few personal messages spoke of unfettered hope being a source of strength during the most complicated and uncertain times.
Hope is a feeling of trust, a security, and a reason to keep going.
It is a passionate desire of our heart.
It is a feeling of expectation and a longing for a certain thing to happen.
Slices of Hope
Slices of Hope will be a journey through everyday life with its joys and struggles. We’ll reflect on experiences and dream of new possibilities. We’ll ask questions and more questions. There will be candid stories and heartfelt, hopeful reminders.
This is not a how-to blog. It’s simply a journey.
Oh, friends! I can’t wait for you to hear from others as well. Some of my family and friends will join me here and share from their experiences – their slices of hope. And I’m confident you will enjoy photos from my daughters and other young photographers.
If you want to make sure you don’t miss a post, scoot over to the “Subscribe to the Blog” box and enter your email address. You will then receive new posts in your email inbox. But you can always find Slices of Hope at hazhope.com (I’ll explain that name in a later post).
It is true. Hope is interwoven with our lives in a plethora of ways.
What does that look like for you?
I would love to hear from you. What places and spaces are you seeking and finding hope? Who has been a slice of hope for you? How have you shared hope with others?