Tamara Carpenter

I believe healing can come when we share our stories, that God wants to turn our deepest pain into our greatest triumph, and that the Truth really can set us free. 

If you have yet to see the movie, Wonder, I recommend it. It’s as much a story of pain, fear and shame as it is a tale of triumph, unity and glory. Mostly, it’s a declaration. It declares love to be stronger...

Safely curled in a fetal position, I lay motionless. In the dream, I was encased in an egg-shaped capsule with thick, opaque walls. I could see shadows of people passing, but no one could see me. It was a refuge. Predictable. Controlled. Protected. From there I could...

It was a beautiful car. And it was fast. Up to that point, my luck had been pretty good scoring upgrades on rental cars. But this one topped them all. Instead of the intermediate sized car on hold for me, I drove off the lot in...

Oblivious to the events that thrust her into my arms, the baby dozed contentedly.   Sometimes being unaware is a gift.   A frantic call from my friend only minutes earlier had propelled me into action. “Can you meet me at the restaurant? My husband suffered another...

If I am not willing to die, am I prepared to live?   This question coursed through my mind as I boarded the flight for Sao Miguel, an island in the Portuguese archipelago of the Azores. It wasn’t flying that scared me. It was what...

I remember the first time my world came into focus. I was in the 5th grade and had just donned my first pair of prescription glasses. In an instant, everything came alive in technicolor and no longer resembled abstract art. I hadn’t really noticed leaves before, but...

I have nothing to say.  It’s been this way for weeks.  Nothing. I took a hiatus from writing this summer to focus on a lot of life that was happening.  With my nose to the grindstone, I unwittingly drifted into a creative paralysis. What does a...

The years spent waiting to hold our children were by no means passive years.  They were laced with hope and dashed dreams, emotional sifting and spiritual refining. We waited nine years for our daughter.  For our son, it would take another four. Somewhere in the 6th year...

I can’t remember the last time I attended an event quite like this. The Lumineers, as an opening act, were something to watch, but they couldn’t match the artistry and epic presence Bono and his Irish rock band brought to the stage.  I mean, who can...

He was unrecognizable to me after the accident.  It was so violent an incident, so raw, I was compelled to avert my eyes. Before that tragic day, God had been my strength and covering; my strong tower.  He was the One who had intervened and rescued...