Nicole Hathorn

Hi Friend, If you haven't heard what's coming, here’s what you can expect this weekend to hold: worship that doesn’t rush you. Teaching from women who carry weight. Space to lay something down at an altar, in a prayer line, in a planter of soil. Bread broken and passed hand to hand. And then, quietly, an invitation to stop being the one who only receives — and step into being one who gathers. It’s for the woman who is still figuring out what her calling looks like. For the one who used to be...

Last winter, colon cancer claimed the life of one of the best people I’ve ever known. A believer, army veteran, firefighter, and Christian scouting leader, she’d battled the disease for four of the twelve years we’d been friends. Our relationship was rocky at times–usually when she was trying to talk me into yet another commitment during the years I was stretched thin with young children. Staffing a booth at the mall, wrapping Christmas gifts for children in need. Babysitting for resettled...

The month of May always leaves my heart overwhelmed with gratitude for the incredible women I am blessed to know - the women who walk alongside me, encourage me, and challenge me to be a better mom to my own children and a better woman on earth! Sitting in that gratitude, I found myself pausing to ask a fundamental question: What does it truly mean to be a mother? I wanted to be a mom for as long as I can remember. Like so many young girls, my childhood was a continuous rehearsal of "playing...