
Marnie Hammar
- May 19
When You Wonder, Does God Really Know What I'm Going Through?
By Toni Thrash Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Toni's Story That week of May seven years ago brought a mixed bag of emotions. Divorced for...

Marnie Hammar
- May 5
What I Discovered Waiting Beyond My "Safe" Faith
By Laurie Davies Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Laurie's Story I like to play it safe. Keep my hands at 10 and 2, watch my cholesterol,...

Marnie Hammar
- Apr 21
When Trusting God Doesn't Seem Like Enough of a Plan
By Heidi Mills Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Heidi's Story I found myself facedown on the scratchy beige carpet of my bedroom, praying as...

Marnie Hammar
- Apr 7
For When You Feel Beyond Broken
By Kim McGovern Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Kim's Story My heart sank as I scrutinized the drawing in my lap. "Lord, can I be any more...

Marnie Hammar
- Mar 24
Is it Normal to Feel Distant from God?
By JJ Gutierrez Hear Him Louder Essay Series: JJ's Story On homeschool days, the big kitchen island is where you’ll find my...

Marnie Hammar
- Mar 10
On Disappointment and Defeat and How They Don't Have to Go Together
By Avril Occilien-Similien Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Avril's Story I was sure I heard God clearly. “Share your writing.” That was the...

Marnie Hammar
- Feb 24
How His Comfort Drowns Out Comparison
By Teresa Whiting Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Teresa's Story I was in a funk. It came on slowly, almost imperceptibly. But as evening...

Marnie Hammar
- Feb 10
Hearing His Voice In the Search for Clean Underwear
By Charity Rios Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Charity's Story Poopy underwear filled my sink. Another glamorous evening of dishes and...

Marnie Hammar
- Jan 27
How He Spoke Comfort Through the Silence of Grief
By Terri Prahl Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Terri's Story A faded hospital gown hung loosely around my disproportioned torso as I laid...

Marnie Hammar
- Jan 13
How Do We Hear Him Speak Through His Word?
By Mariel Davenport Hear Him Louder Essay Series: Mariel's Story The noise in my own thoughts jarred me awake. The room was still dark as...