Kara Tippetts

Kara's Collection: Dear Brittany: Shared on Ann’s Blog

Kara's Collection: Dear Brittany: Shared on Ann’s Blog

from an article originally posted October 8, 2014...

Note: friends, in reposting this link, I assume that you are familiar with Brittany's story and know that she is no longer with us. As you read Kara's letter to her, please take some time to pray for Brittany's family as they continue this life without her.

Today I shared a letter to Brittany Maynard on Ann Voskamp’s blog - A Holy Experience.

Kara’s Collection: Life Unmasked

Kara’s Collection: Life Unmasked

from an article originally posted October 3, 2014…

Yesterday was hard. Harder than I remember. But I made it through. I had remembered the man that made the mask was kind. Brent helped me stay calm, and spoke of Jesus and kindness to get me through. The mask is tough, tight, and it’s clipped onto the table. The second time around felt harder. I was talking myself off a steep cliff yesterday. But I just whispered quiet prayers and prayed the time would quickly pass. Oh time, I want it so much to slow, but it’s screaming by me. Then I get in a mask, pinned down, and time moves like molasses.

Kara’s Collection: Good Moments on Hard Days

Kara’s Collection: Good Moments on Hard Days

I’m fighting to get out of bed this morning. Today, today my head is fitted for a mask to battle my brain cancer. We have to re-look under my skull to see if my cancer has grown in the 2 weeks I opted for chemo first. Every pain, every headache, the fear of larger brain tumors fills me with dread. But, the grace, the big and little grace in each moment keeps me looking for hope. A daughter of a dear friend wrote a paper for school about me. My friend shot a picture of it and sent it to me last night. That a young woman would see my story and see my fight for hope—well, that’s just goodness promptting me to get my behind out of bed this morning.

Kara’s Collection: The Enormous Small Moments

Kara’s Collection: The Enormous Small Moments

My friend posted this picture of our goodnight kisses and snuggles. I simply love this picture. Love it. Here is the essence of the very best of life still met at the bottom of me. In this photo, I’m desperately sick, but love is still present. This moment matters. The echoes of this moment will be sounded into the entire life of my children. My children know they are wanted, longed for, prayed for, loved. In these enormous little moments, the best of our life is lived. Not when the vacation finally rolls around, not when the job improves, the diagnosis gets better.... No—this small moment captured is linked with a thousand other small moments. These small moments will grow my children tall in knowing love, experiencing love, and knowing how treasured they are. These moments will not protect them from the hard in their own stories, but it will grow in them a depth of love that will help them walk through and not around the hard in their stories.

Kara’s Collection: What a Night

Kara’s Collection: What a Night

from an article originally posted September 29, 2014…

Friday was a night I will carry with me forever. Forever. I entered a room full of so much love I could not take it in. I struggled to look into the audience, because I could not understand this room filled with people coming to hear my feeble words trying to express love unending. Honestly, it is not mine to take in—the words are not mine. I’m simply the one that has the pleasure of sharing them. I entered, I tried to look up, but I could not. So I let my gaze fall on the front row. The row I know well. My loves. My family, and dear friends to my family. I could look there. But the room, oh my soul, there was so much love in the room Friday night. It was unbelievably humbling.