They say that Sunday is the Lord's Day. I always believed that, and would say things like, "But really every day is the Lord's day," and give an ornery grin. I've always gone to church on Sundays, but other than that I never felt like it was really much different than any other day, or any more of the Lord's than a Thursday afternoon. Sunday, March 5, that changed. That was the Lord's day. It might not have been a big day for you, but for me, it was the day He quickly and swiftly caused my kingdom to fall (direct reference to "More of You" by Colton Dixon ). Since then, God has been completely restructuring my ideas of what my life should look like. As you may know in December 2016, I was diagnosed with endometriosis. I took it hard. Two put it simply as possible, for these two reasons: I lost hope for getting better and my fear of never having a child was brought one step closer to reality. I don't know anyone else with endo, so I don'
"Ooh Chloe." I'm pretty sure I hear this every day. I think it has to do with the fact that I'm a mess. I'm generally confused about what I'm supposed to be doing. I am quite certain that I am supposed to be writing, so I want to personally invite you to share in my blessed mess - the ups and downs, the laughing and crying, laughing till crying, laughing while crying, and everything in between!