Wholeness that knows no end


Isaiah 9:6-7

For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given,
    and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
    Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Of the greatness of his government and peace
    there will be no end.


I was going to save this scripture for Christmas time in a few weeks, but in light of the heartache across the globe recently, I just felt like I needed a reminder now of who Jesus is. Honestly, I have just felt burdened for humanity lately.

I feel burdened on a global level. 129 killed in Paris. 37 in Beirut. 26 in Baghdad. The number of refugees and internally displaced people in the world is the highest it’s been since World War II. There are about 27 million slaves in the world today. These are big numbers and they’re big global issues that can feel so far away from our every day Western lives, but these are people we’re talking about.

I feel burdened on a local level. I watched as thousands of people signed letters of resignation from the LDS church in Salt Lake City on Saturday — a reaction to a recent controversial church-wide policy. People are burned by religion and angry with a God they’ve misunderstood because His heart for them has been misrepresented by imperfect people. They’re leaving faith behind entirely because they don’t want to get wounded by the church again.

I feel burdened on a personal level. I’ve walked with friends through some really hard, broken situations these last few weeks. Struggling marriages. Unexpected deaths. Scary medical conditions. Being a human is a messy thing, and life is really hard sometimes, and in those times I’m really thankful that God didn’t make us to do it alone.

I needed to be reminded this week that this Isaiah 9 prophecy of who Jesus would be is true. It says in The Message that there will be no end to the wholeness he brings.

Wholeness. I love that word. It’s the remedy for all that’s been broken.

Come, Lord Jesus. Be the God of the kind of wholeness that knows no end.


“Wonderful Counselor”
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Balloons for Judah

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It was the sweetest day. I don’t even really have words, so I’m grateful that we have these photos to remember these moments by. Right as we were about to release our balloons, the sun came out from behind the clouds for the first time all morning. It was my favorite part of the day. (Notice the color change in the last few photos!)

Thankful for our friend Austin Wright for documenting this day for us.

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‘Hope Always Rises’ Print

Hey there, friends. There are no words for how sweet this weekend was. We felt so rallied around and loved — your support and willingness to stand with us in honor of Judah Rise was a fragrance that we are so certain ministered to Jesus even more than it did us.

I know many of you have seen me post about this on social media, but in case you didn’t know, this “Hope Always Rises” print is available for purchase, and half of all proceeds go to support a women’s recovery home in Waco, Texas.

We love this ministry dearly. This is the place we met Judah’s birth mom, where I volunteered for two years watching Jesus heal and restore broken women. It’s just wonderful, and our friend Jessica did this watercolor painting in Judah’s honor that she’s now selling as a print to raise money for women in recovery.

Wanted to let you in on this and invite you to buy one, whether for yourself or as a gift for someone else, as a way to bring hope and healing to women in addiction. Just click the photo of the print below, and it will take you to Freed2Free Artistry to purchase the print.


Again, thanks for loving and honoring our boy. It’s blessed us like crazy to see others celebrate his life.

All our love,
Sara & Noland