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Running Home: The Introduction (Testimony Series Part 1)

      The testimony series that I've started today tells a story that I have been wanting to share for a long time. The "Running Home" series has been the biggest blessing that I never expected to receive. The whole writing journey is a road I never saw myself traveling on. When I was nineteen, the Lord began to tug on my heart. He wanted me to write something for Him, but I had no idea what it could be. I thought of crafting a memoir about life with a disability. The idea of fiction never entered my thoughts.  Oh, what plans the Lord has for us! The concept for the blog was born a few years later at my aunt's wedding reception. I was battling with a heart that felt unfulfilled and without purpose. You have to have a reason for being. I had prayed fervently for weeks and had rededicated my life to Christ when this opportunity arose. I have loved blogging for the past five years. I have loved serving my Savior through my words. It really is great therapy at times....

A Reason To Keep Moving

 The greatest obstacle that lies in front of us is that of ourselves. The quiet whispers of the world around us and the thoughts our human flesh produce can lead us into a sense of apathy and discouragement if we are not careful. It's so easy to get caught up in our circumstances. The loss of joy on this side of heaven is far too real right now.  I have not written from my notebook in a long while, and I have had many messages laid on my heart even in the absence of the blog. I have been largely focused on my storytelling, which is a precious gift from the Lord that I have come to love dearly. The new year has given to me a reason to keep moving, and a deeper longing to keep serving Christ.  I plan to do just that as long as God has me here.  The apathy and discouragement are two uncomfortable emotions that I experienced after my time as part of the independent living movement. My disability was all I was ever known for during both my childhood and teenage years. As ...