CHRISTIE MICHAUD BLOG

January 11th, I headed to Alabama to take care of my parents. My dad had just been released from the hospital after 9 days on the COVID floor. My mom was so full of anxiety and stress from days without a report or hearing his voice she could barely function. As I headed down I-20, I prayed, “Lord, I cannot do this but you can. I am your vessel. I come to you humbly and fully dependent on you to work through me”. And He did. Last week was so special. Time with Him. Time with m

Written January 13, 2021 HOPE. A full throttle attack on my word started January 1st. States away, my dad was admitted to the hospital for COVID and my mom’s memory continues to be of concern. The capitol was stormed. And just when you think the polarization not only between political parties but now between Christians couldn’t get any worse, it does. The visceral hate being slung all over social media is jaw dropping. How did we get here!?!?! And where do we go from here?!?!

Written December 2, 2020 So many voices. So many opinions. One thing we can all agree on is that we need more hope right now. Full disclosure, mine has been slowly chipping away. This is my first author’s post in quite a while and I apologize for that. I’ve been surviving and distracted just like the rest of the world. No more! The world needs hope. We need to fight for our hope! I am going to take myself back through the BBS book. Want to join me? Whatever you do, be sure to

I read the social media article, laid the phone down, and took a deep breath. In comes a heaviness I cannot describe. The compilation of events and endless chatter have led me to this breaking point. What is this feeling? My chest is heavy and my heart is breaking. I don’t know what to do with these emotions? I’ve got to release this pressure and I don’t know how. I’ve already gone for a run when this happened earlier, maybe I’ll try a bike ride. My neighbor and I set out o

So many voices and opinions and so much information. Who do we listen to? What’s the truth? And if the external voices weren’t enough, the inner ones speak even louder. What’s going to happen? When will this end? Will small businesses and wage earners make it? How can I both teach and be with my kids and work? Will I lose someone I love? Are we overreacting? Are we doing enough? Will the market crash? Can I leave my house? What if I run out of toilet paper? … See what I mean