That’s me, Abigail, panting through life. I’m a wife to my husband, Tom, and mom to five kiddos: Eliza, Seth, Elianna, Evangeline and Titus. I write stuff: articles, bible studies, the occasional song, and of course, this blog. Our youngest, Titus, has special needs, or, what we used to call, disabilities. He has some areas of his brain that are small, he has a feeding tube, and is generally a pretty spectacularly awesome little guy. He follows in a line of spectacularly awesome siblings, so it was to be expected.
I write to point myself and others to the Savior, the Person found in the pages of the Word of God. In the world’s eyes, a stay-home mom of five, one a disabled little guy, has little to offer. And without Christ, that’s true. Thankfully I’m not without Christ. To the point, Christ is over all. He is before all things; he made all things; he holds it all together. Even us; even this blog.
With Jesus, the weak are made glorious. This is good news.
I named the blog, “Hope and Stay” after a favorite old hymn, My Hope is Built on Nothing Less. I hope you find Christ to be the unshakable ground beneath your feet.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.