Blog Posts
By Ginger Hughes
He Walks With Us In The Hard
Sometimes we need the reminder that whatever “hard” thing we face, we don’t face it alone. God is with us and will be with us. In fact, He goes before us. Take a moment to picture that and think about what it really means. It means there is no step we can take without...
To My Daughter, As You Chase Your Dreams
Dear Daughter, You stand here finishing the last two bites of an ice cream sandwich, chocolate wafer stuck to your lips, as you lick the...
Only One Can Calm The Storms
By: Ginger Hughes I stood there. The air humid, the breeze gentle, lightning appearing to pierce the ocean far in the distance. The roar...
The Key to Your Calling
I told God I wasn’t meant to be a minister’s wife. Two times to be exact. I can still remember precisely where I was when I said those...
It’s A Special Day
“Sure we can do that…after all, it’s a special day.” I glanced to my right via an eye-roll, a grin tugging the corners of my mouth. She...
Dear Son,
Dear Son, I watch you play, your spirit a mixture of tough little boy, twinkle-in-the-eye mischief, and a heart so big I’m not sure how it...
Let It Go
My hands clench tightly around my dreams some days and especially around my heart’s desires. My fists grasp frantically onto those I love...
Dear Overwhelmed Mama, It’s not about perfection; it’s about love.
I feel overwhelmed some days. It’s the kind of overwhelmed that has me looking around the room wondering where to even start. It’s the...
We Are Different
Our resident three-year-old alarm clock sounded at the usual and appointed time this morning—5:45 am sharp. “Maaama…Daaddyy! Can I get...
A Heart To See
By: Ginger Hughes I’m not sure what she saw when she looked at me. There were no tears. My eyes were no longer swollen or red-rimmed. I...
You Are Not Alone
“It’s going to be okay.” When I heard these words, I felt the relief pour over me, washing away so much of the fear. I was a new mom and...
Keep It In The Road
“Alright Sister…we’ll talk soon, but until then, keep it in the road. Love ya,” he said. “I will…love you too,” I replied, pushing the...
The Nights Are Long; But The Years Are Short
The nights are long. When you’re finally home, hospital bracelet still on your wrist, and your sweet infant girl cries all night. When you...
Soon There Will Be A Last Time
I held you today and slow danced in that faded, yellow rocker back and forth, back and forth. Your head on my shoulder, your long legs...
Immanuel Is Enough
A letter from my heart to yours on this Christmas Eve. I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe this is the year you celebrate...
Dear Younger Me:
It’s hard to believe that I’m sitting here staring 40 in the eye. I never thought this day would arrive so soon, but here I am. As I sit...