Growing Through It: Faith in the fog

I’ve never related much to Peter in the Bible – you know, the one jumping out of boats and walking on water with wild, bold faith. Nope, a recent message at Church reminded me that I am in fact more like Thomas. Yes, that Thomas. The one who doubted! The one who needed to see Jesus’ wounds to believe He was really standing there, resurrected. For the longest time, Thomas got a bad rap. But lately, I’ve come to see him as incredibly relatable. Because sometimes, faith doesn’t look like a confident leap, it looks like showing up with shaky knees, praying with a lump in your throat, and clinging to hope in the dark. Next month, my daughter begins the long journey of a bone ma