He = Hope

      I used to write about my faith a lot. Things got a little rough, my lifestyle got a little rough, and because of that I thought I couldn't write about it anymore. But through the past few months I've come to the realization that no matter where I am in life, I will always, always fall short. But I don't think He wants me to not talk about Him or my love for Him on account of my shortcomings.

      I got a little emo in church this past Sunday. Pastor Fred's sermon was (as usual) just what I needed to hear. I had my little Cam snuggled up tight next to my chest, and when communion started being passed around all I could think about was the hope that we have because of Him. My children are growing up in a dark world, in a broken home, with evil lurking around every corner. But because of Him, because of His sacrifice, there will always be a safe place my children can go to. As a parent, that is soooo comforting. I may fall short, but He never does. It's so amazing to see my children surrounded by such godly teachers at school and at church and hearing about the lessons theyre learning about God's love. He is our light in this darkness, as long as we are constantly seeking Him, we will always have hope. That feels amazeballs, right?! I think so too :)