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Those are the words I spoke to a woman, whose marriage was rapidly deteriorating. I watched as my words landed. Observing her eyes widen, and her mouth open as if to protest, but nothing came out. She looked shell-shocked at my brashness. Confused, how a woman like myself, that is such proof of God’s miraculous
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Last week, I found myself gasping for breath as I wept. Deep and heavy and messy mourning, like something died. Like something died a long time ago, but I didn’t grieve… Like, I never allowed myself to grieve. Never, in a million years, did I expect the tears to come. I’m alright, I thought. I
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I’m not going to lie, God (often) has to put me in my place. And none more harsh than when it comes to my daughter. …My 5 year-old ninja-turtle-loving daughter. When it comes to my child, I have felt God’s correction most severe. His words to me almost cutting, even reprimanding at times. And what I’ve
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There’s this trait that will one day bring you to your knees about God. I know, because it happened to me this week… There on my knees, I found myself, tears streaming from my eyes. Partly in shock, but more than anything, unashamedly grateful. …Grateful, for a God who goes before me.
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I’m going to let you in on a little secret: I have no idea what my life will look like a week from now… a month from now… heck, don’t get me started on a year from now! Even still, I mean it when I say this, never in my life have I ever been
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Your life is wrong. You’re all alone… a reject. You, are useless. Those are the words I’ve been hearing over these last few weeks. Oftentimes so clear, it nearly stops me in my tracks. To be honest, it’s why I haven’t written these past couple weeks. (Sigh* I’m sorry about that, friends.) But I’ve made the decision
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I don’t know about you, but I’ve had THE WORST attitude for the last 7+ days. Just ask my husband. I don’t know if it was the 31 days I spent alone with a puppy and a preschooler, or the move we just made to New York City, or the fact that we are currently living
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We’re moving to NYC this weekend. And as I was packing, I was reminded of one of the most profound memories I have while living in South Carolina — the day God told me, that one day, I was going to thank Him for my suffering. (And He was right.) You’re going to thank Him
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Confession: This week I almost gave up – literally, the day before – God was about to provide exactly what I’ve been so desperately praying for. I’ve probably written about a million different things that I’ve needed God to do on this blog, but this week we desperately needed God to give us a New York
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I’ve lived in many cities in my life, but there’s only one I’ll likely never return to and that’s Anderson, SC. In fact, the only thing more shocking than us moving back to NYC, is that we ever left and moved to Anderson in the first place! After all, it was only three years ago
Krista Ortiz 