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![Letting Go… [and Choosing Forgiveness]](https://rachelwrains.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/4D3767FE-F460-4E0E-9863-4C9FCE66CEEF.jpeg)
Fall is a season for letting go… Although it doesn’t feel very Fall-ish here in Hometown, OK with temps hovering around the nineties—I’m desperately searching for autumn-ness. Maybe it’s because the temperatures refuse to succumb. Or maybe it’s because we’re sliding into my mama’s favorite season and birthday month. But a heaviness hangs in the…
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I have long dreaded this first week back in January. Knowing this week is when our journey began, I worried. Would I feel saddened by the long, brutal journey of moving to Hometown, OK knowing mama would leave this earth just a few months later? Not to mention, now being marooned in a foreign land…
The second half of 2019 brought a flurry of rollercoaster twists and turns for our family… and in God’s amazing grace, all for the good! God works like this ya’ know… not on our schedule… and not at all as we would think!? Or could even imagine. But always for our good! Spending most of 2015…
At the age of eighteen, God gave me a promise. A dream – if you will. A dream for my life’s purpose and a promise for my future. Thirty-two years have come and gone and, finally, the ‘big reveal’ has arrived. The proverbial unveiling. Ta-dah! Here it is… Thirty-two years of waiting, friends!? But I was…
My husband has a favorite road. It is right here in Nashville proper (where we live) and just an easy ten minutes from downtown. Each time we go to the grocery store, make a Starbucks run, or have a small errand (in close proximity,) we take this road back to our home. And we count…
I have always loved this meme. It’s simplicity in truth is profound. As I grieve the closing doors in my life, I’m reminded of this visual. An illustration of a child of God clutching ‘the Gift,’ too afraid to let it go. And my thought was… I’m desperately holding tight to a door yearning to…
One year ago this week, I received a phone call that forever changed the trajectory of my life. So much so, my entire year of 2015 is defined by this single event and as a result I am now the legal guardian or as my mother describes guardian angel of my orphaned, twelve-years-my-senior, special needs…