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A house can hold memories, healing, and sacred moments with God. In this deeply personal reflection, Summer shares what it feels like to let go of a home that became her place of peace, while learning that true peace was never tied to an address, but to the presence of God

I thought I was just trying to get through it—one appointment, one conversation, one hard moment at a time. But looking back, I can see something I couldn’t then. God was building something through every piece of it. Not just for my daughter. Not just for me. But for the next parent who would need it too.

What if the middle is not where God stopped moving, but where He is working in ways we cannot yet see? A reflection on Holy Saturday, sealed stones, and the grace of God in the waiting.

Good Friday holds a strange tension. We call it good, yet everything about it looked unbearable while it was unfolding. The cross was not beautiful in the moment. It was brutal, lonely, and full of grief. And still, this is where hope begins.

A simple conversation in a hotel room became the beginning of something much bigger. This is the story of how God uses people—and moments—to call us into more.

Many people feel like something in the world has shifted. Beneath the noise and division are deeper questions about truth, purpose, and hope.

Even when life feels uncertain, God is never guessing.

When everything around us shifts, God offers something stronger—an anchor for the soul.

Faith was never meant to stay quiet—sometimes courage means speaking truth.

Sometimes the simplest prayers carry the deepest faith.