Hi, I'm Kimberly. I'm honored you're here, reading these words. I humbly pray God would use these stories to encourage you and remind you of his deep, deep love for you.
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Author Archives: Kimberly Girard
Confession
I just realized I feel hollow inside today. I’ve been nursing a mild depression this summer: I’m mourning the loss of a friend’s child, I’m mourning the loss of my dream that things would always be easy for my children.
The Leaves Are Falling
The leaves began to fall this week. I saw them outside my kitchen window and stopped. It’s hot outside, and it’s hard to believe autumn will ever come. But this season will come to an end: The leaves are falling. … Continue reading
“Just” Is a Four-Letter Word
We were at my son’s baseball game. And while a new pitcher warmed up on the mound, the umpire walked over to get his water from the chain-link fence separating us. He saw one of the dads’ Music City marathon/half … Continue reading
Mountains
Faith can move mountains. It doesn’t always. Do I not see third-world miracles in my first world Because I don’t believe they happen here? I pray unbelieving, knowing he will do what he will do. Lazy praying. But this time … Continue reading
Chalice
He drank the cup filled with God’s wrath. He drank it utterly dry to the very last drop. Yet. Yet I continue to come back to this ancient chalice, heavy gold, etched with scenes of battle, bloodshed, deceit, bitterness, gall, … Continue reading
Loud Singing 