Episode #6: Krissy’s Hope

In the midst of treatments and declining health, Krissy took the mic, poured out her heart and shared the kind of wisdom you can only find when you’re holding tight to God. If you’ve ever wondered how grace, faith, strength and courage look like in the face of suffering, you will find it right here.

Recorded in February 2016 at New England Chapel in Franklin, Massachusetts.

My story is a small part of God’s story, just like yours is.
— Krissy
If we skip the hard parts we’d miss who we were meant to be.
— Krissy
“In the midst of every bad day, every fearful moment, every good and bad scan result we get, I know that my hope is in (God). My hope isn’t in a miracle, though I would welcome one. It’s in Him and that was sort of a relief to figure that out. “
— Krissy
I’ve (also) experienced the overwhelming care from a community of people who will help push grace into the cracks I will certainly leave behind. I have been
absolutely floored at the generosity of people and watched in wonder as God provides over and over and whispers to me that it’s okay
— Krissy

MESS IS MINE by Vance Joy

Talking like we used to do It was always me and you

Shaping up and shipping out

Check me in and check me out

Do you like walking in the rain? When you think of love do you think of pain?

You can tell me what you see I will choose what I believe

Well hold on darling

This body is yours

This is body is yours and mine

Well hold on my darling

This mess was yours

Now your mess is mine

Ah ooo Your mess is mine

See you in the market place

Walking round at eight am

Got two hours before my flight

Luck be on my side tonight

You’re the reason that I feel so strong

The reason that I’m hanging on

You know you gave me all that time

Well did I give enough of mine?

Well hold on darling

This body is yours

This is body is yours and mine

Well hold on my darling

This mess was yours

Now your mess is mine

Ah ooo Your Mess is mine

Your Mess is mine

Bring me to your house

And tell me sorry for the mess

Hey I don’t mind

You’re talking in your sleep out of time

Well you still make to sense to me

Your mess is mine Ah ooo

Your Mess is mine oooo

This body is yours and this body is mine

ooo Your mess is mine

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