sometimes we have chances to see the big picture.

last weekend was one of those times, as we found ourselves on planes to indianapolis. and we got to experience God’s love through people who had just before been strangers.

like the sweet life pictured above, who was brought to tears at seeing us, because she knows how hard life can be, but she also knows how good God is.

or like the young mom who dedicated her table to us, because changes in her health now mean doctors talk about wheelchairs in her future. she’s seeing now through ian’s life that God doesn’t leave when our abilities do and through the words in our book she’s given hope that she will not be led into her future in fear.

it was a weekend where i timidly stood on stage in front of a crowd  with 300 unique stories of seeing God’s love in the messiness. we sat at a table after, markers ready to sign the pages that contain our heart, he making his “x” with a smile each time, and heard story after story of how God used those weak words.

it was a weekend well spent, and spent in ways that we hope to do so many more times in the future, because our lives and our story are so much bigger.