You don't need many words to convey a powerful message.   There's "I love you.", "Thank you," "Forgive me" and "Do it yourself" (I had to throw that in there.  I have been the giver and recipient of all of the above but there is another phrase that has defined my life…hard, but not impossible.   There have been many times in my life where I've heard myself say, "this is too hard."  Today is one of them.   


We all go through different seasons of life.   For me, I'm in a season of letting go.   Over the past year I've let go of many material possessions as I had to downsize and sell my family home.  As I went through everything, I relived many memories and then said goodbye.   When it came time to move, we packed the truck and I locked the door to the home that had seen both joy and heartache and I said goodbye.   As hard as that was, it was not impossible.   This year I have been faced with the hardest of all…letting go of my family. 


Not quite three months ago, I said goodbye as my oldest son moved down South with my grandchildren.  My heart ached to see them go.  It still does but somehow life has a way of moving on and I'm moving with it.   I felt I was finally getting my feet on the ground when another hard situation came up suddenly and pulled the rug out from under my feet.   My oldest child and her family just told me that they too are moving down South.  It knocked the breath from my lungs.  All of my family will be far away.  I never saw it coming. 


My greatest joy in life has been my children and grandchildren. I've lived for the family dinners, snuggles and sleepovers.  They are my ministry and they are my heart.  As I sat here this morning, I told the Lord this was too hard.  I've weathered storms and there were some I never thought I'd make it through, but this one, this one was too much.  It was then, right there in that moment that I heard Him say those familiar words, "hard, but not impossible."   I'm not going to lie.   Part of me wanted to scream my head off but the other part of me felt the comfort that only He could give.   


I sat there wrestling with my thoughts and then I reached down and picked up my Bible and this is what I read. 


"Though the fig tree does not blossom and there is no fruit on the vines, [though] the product of the olive fails and the fields yield no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold and there are no cattle in the stalls, Yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will exult in the [victorious] God of my salvation!  The Lord God is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; He makes my feet like hinds' feet and will make me to walk [not to stand still in terror, but to walk] and make [spiritual] progress upon my high places [of trouble, suffering, or responsibility]! Habakkuk 3:17‭-‬19"


Hard, but not impossible.  That's what these verses mean to me.  Life may not bring me what I hope for.  It may be filled with heartache yet I can still have joy.  I can climb over the mountains because God will give me the strength I need no matter how hard it is. 


If you're in a hard situation, I encourage you to sit somewhere quiet and read those verses.  Your situation may not change but your heart will.  My heart still aches but there's hope now because I know He cares.  He met me where I was.  He will meet you where you are because He cares.  Going forward I don't know what this will look like.  I have a feeling I'll be racking up a lot of frequent flyer miles, but  the sun will still rise and set.  Hard, but not impossible. 




It's Not The End

By Eileen Glotfelty • May 23, 2026
Are you one of those people who like to read the end of the story before finishing the book? This morning I've been sitting here feeling overwhelmed by life. There are things that are out of my control and a lot of uncertainty. For someone who likes to have a plan, it's my worst nightmare. God's word says that He finishes what He starts and He will complete the good work in me (Philippians 1:6 NIV). I struggle with that when I can't see the finish line. God's word also says He's the Alpha and the Omega which means He is the beginning and the end (Rev 22:13 NIV). To me, that means that He sees it all. He knew where I would be on any given day. He knew my circumstances before I did, but unlike me, He's not worrying and overcome with anxiety because He sees the end. So, once again, I have a choice to make. I can sit here overwhelmed because I can't see the way out, or, I can trust the One who can. Will I choose hope or despair? This leads me to faith which is choosing to believe even though we can't see the outcome. I had to ask myself where I was putting my faith. Hope and faith work together. No amount of striving can earn them. Each one of us has access to them. All we have to do is ask the One who freely gives. Jesus, I know you've written my story and You know how it ends. Everything in this life is temporary. Even though I can't see the end, help me to rest in the fact that You do and I can trust You with my life.

The Lost Sheep

By Eileen Glotfelty • May 11, 2026
A few weeks ago I shared about my estranged child. Mother's Day came and went without a word. I spent the day wondering/hoping I would hear something. I didn't expect a phone call but maybe a text. I told myself not to have any expectations, but I still did. I was almost angry at myself for thinking maybe this year would be different. This morning I sat here talking to the Lord. He wants me to be honest with Him so I didn't try to hide the sorrow and the rejection. I told Him I was hurt and I had to forgive my child once again. He reminded me that I had three other children who hadn't forgotten me and made me feel loved and honored, so why was the rejection of one so painful? It was then I remembered the story of the lost sheep. For those of you who aren't familiar with it, it's about a shepherd who has a flock of a hundred sheep. One of them goes astray and the shepherd leaves the ninety-nine to go find it. It was a gentle reminder that He will never give up on my child and He loves Him more than I could imagine. In the same way, God will never give up on any of us. No matter how much we run or push Him away, He will never leave us. I needed that encouragement, maybe you do too.

The Prodigal

By Eileen Glotfelty • April 19, 2026
For those of you who have a prodigal child, you're not alone. What I mean by prodigal is a child who has turned their back on you and put up walls of defense. It came as a surprise, a shock actually. I should've seen it coming but after years of butting heads, I truly thought we were in a better place. The revelation came in a letter where thoughts and feelings were shared. I felt my spirit being crushed as I read it and my heart broke. I know I wasn't the perfect mother. I had struggles and behaviors that had followed me since childhood. I had resolved never to treat my children the way I was treated, but how many of us know that sadly it still happens, but in a different way. When you have a prodigal, it's not about forgiveness and reconciliation, it's about the pain they feel we've inflicted and they can't let go of it. I keep hoping that some day, things will change but there's no guarantee as it takes two surrendered hearts that are open to be healed. It's been four years now since I received that letter. I have grieved in a way I never have before and there were times I didn't think I would make it through. It's a different kind of grief because you know it can change but it's out of your control. It's been a process and I've experienced rejection, abandonment, guilt and shame but it brought me to a place where I knew it was going to keep me in a prison of pain if I didn't surrender it to God so He could heal my heart. The Bible has a story about a prodigal son. Even though the son went his own way and abandoned his father, his father never gave up hope. When the son had an “aha” moment and realized how foolish he had been, he humbled himself and returned home. This is my favorite of the story: “So he got up and went to his father. “But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him. Luke 15:20 NIV” This is how God greets everyone who returns to Him, no matter what they've done. I pray I would react the same way with my son. If you have a prodigal, my heart goes out to you, but just know that God sees you and your child. He is working behind the scenes as He is a God of redemption and reconciliation. He will heal your broken heart and give you the strength to hold on.