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Lauren's Story

There is magic in every mess.

Girl, let me tell you. I have a lot of mess. But I’ve also got tons of magic.
Does my magic start in the beginning or the end or even in the middle? 

I don't really know. But I do know that the point I have arrived at feels just about right. 

I am the mom of three crazy and wild kids. My kids teach me so much about life and patience - more than I ever anticipated.

I am married to the love of my life who is my biggest cheerleader, advocate and reality checker when I am being a bit too extra.

I am blessed to have just a few really good friends that show up for me and support me and give me so many laughs regularly.

I’m also the CEO of an HR Consulting Firm ever thriving in its fifth year of business.

I’m on the Board and volunteer for a homeless shelter in my town.

But trust me, my life wasn’t always rainbows and butterflies. If we started in the beginning, in my post college days of figuring it out on my own, those were very messy times.

There were seasons of profound sadness, disappointment, desperate to find and keep love, and times when I wasn't sure I even loved myself.
No matter the spots I found myself ending up in - like sleeping in projects in the Bronx because I had unknowingly stolen a car or equally messy, calling home after the third time I'd been arrested. God was there. He looked over me, kept me safe and protected me - no matter how much I rejected that protection.

God has always shown up beside me over and over. Big times and small.

When I met my husband, God's hand was ever present. Putting us together. The most opposite of pairs - but showing how love can grow so strong – an unbreakable love. 

As life's turns and twists continued - I was blessed to be a mom. Having my daughter was a moment I never will forget. I had a new job, as a Mom. Shortly after her second birthday we wanted more children. 

Remember, life is full of sweet and sour moments. 

We were blessed to become pregnant easily, but 12 weeks later, God called that baby home. Our hearts were tormented with “but why God, why?” I blamed myself – a lot. My body was built for this, so why couldn’t I just do what millions of women do?

We just kept praying and praying. We believed what God willed would happen.

A year later we were pregnant with twin boys. 

9 weeks before my twins were due, they arrived early and had not fully developed. What was a scary time felt oddly ok because, I knew, God was there. In those moments, I did not consider the "what ifs" because I knew with every fiber of my being that God had this entire ordeal orchestrated. He knows the beginning from the end.

He was there.

Always.

He was there for me when I was not showing up for Him. I was not as diligent in my prayer life, my patience or how I showed up as a Godly human. There were glimpses and times I leaned in, but His faithfulness never disappointed. 

Through the highs and lows, God shows up, a steadfast companion in the journey of self-discovery. 

The story is not just about where it began or where it might end but about the transformative power of continuous divine intervention, turning a tapestry of chaos into a testament of resilience and grace.

This space is for me to share with you the ways I honor Him.

To share with you the absolute power behind prayer. 

To share the ways I pray, the ways I show up now for Him. 

This is a space where you'll see the messy bits of life. And where you’ll find encouragement when your own life becomes a little messy. That’s where you will find the magic in the mess.