This is my story of a God who takes our girlish dreams and gives us brokenness, then takes our brokenness and gives us what we most long for — all of Himself.
I was 34 when I said “I do” to the man of my dreams. Being single all those years was, well, not what I had planned for my life. I was going to be married by 22, pop out 4 kids, and serve overseas with my husband and children.
Adopt an international baby.
Write books on the side.
Change people’s lives in my sleep.
And someday someone would write the story of my amazing life.
God had drastically different plans.
Much better plans.
In fact, His plans have always left mine resembling what C.S. Lewis described as “an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea.” Whenever I’ve surrendered my mud-pie plans to the Lord, He’s unfolded His infinitely better ones.
This blog is where I look at the beauty and pain of life in light of God’s goodness, and I point myself (and hopefully you too, dear reader) back to the Only One who is trustworthy—in every season.
Colleen Elisabeth Chao
I don’t think that’s a very good question to ask a writer, ‘Why do you write?’ You write because there’s fire in your bones.”
– Eugene Peterson
“Whenever you are fed up with life, start writing: ink is the great cure for all human ills, as I have found out long ago.”
– C.S. Lewis