By RTF Editor Bekah Hamrick Martin

Not now. Not again.

I thought this pain was in my rear view mirror… but suddenly it’s crashed through the windshield.

That’s agony. It will sneak up on you. Then it will stop you in your tracks.

Been there? (more…)

We hijack your regularly scheduled programming…

…To wish our very own Bekah a gigantic

happy birthday!

Halee: Once upon a time, there were some slightly crazy editors. Okay, fine. There were some definitely crazy editors. And in the spirit of collaboration and fun, they decided to gather and create some collective craziness.

(Okay, 3 look crazy and 1 just looks scared…) (more…)

By RTF Editor B.J. Hamrick

Everyone needs a cause – a purpose – a reason to get up every day – to put one foot in front of the other.

What gets you going (besides a latte)? (more…)

by RTF Editor B.J. Hamrick

“Even when there was no reason for hope, Abraham kept hoping – believing that he would be the Father of many nations. For God had said to him, ‘That’s how many descendants you will have!’” Romans 4:18 (NLT)

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I lay in the damp grass and let its scent envelope me. It didn’t seem fair… me here, him there. Alone… hooked up to life-monitoring machines.

Katie sensed my worry.

“Look at the sky,” she said, trying to ease my pain. “There are your future children!”

We both looked up. It was then that we realized…

There was only one star. (more…)

By RTF Editor B.J. Hamrick

I lay on the floor, hot tears rolling down my cheeks.

I can’t do this anymore, God. I can’t keep going.

Alone.

Four years. I thought this would be over by now. I thought that one day, after all the prayers my friends and I could muster, I would wake up whole.

(Continue reading B.J.’s story at Rad Revolution…)

By RTF Editor B.J. Hamrick

“I’m just saying… I love you.”

Whoah. Hold up. Rewind – fast forward – anything to get me out of this awkward moment. Did Joe really just say he loved me? How did we go from football-talk to romance-talk in 3.5 seconds? How did he seriously think I was interested? (more…)

By RTF Editor B.J. Hamrick

We interrupt our usually scheduled sarcasm for this brief announcement: Three years ago, my life was forever altered by someone I didn’t know. Someone I thought didn’t exist. Someone I swore had died at birth.

Until I met him.

“Mom,” I announced .2 seconds after I laid eyes on the boy, “I’ve found the man I am going to marry.”

If this seems fast to you, imagine how my mother felt. In one brief second I went from spouting math equations like, “Singleness = happiness and marriage = bondage”, to asking, “Where’s the church and the white dress?” (more…)