When the Road Leads to Healing
More Than Miles on a Map
More Than Miles on a Map
Travel is so much more than just getting from one place to another. It’s a reset button for the soul.
It gives us…
Fresh perspectives that shift the way we see our lives.
A break from the routines that keep us running in circles.
New tastes, sights, and sounds that awaken our senses.
Opportunities to meet people who remind us there’s more than one way to live.
And while some trips are about fun and adventure, and others are for work or connection with loved ones, there’s a special kind of journey that goes deeper.
The one you take for healing.
It’s the trip you feel deep in your bones—an ache, a pull, a whisper that says, I need this for me. You may not be able to explain why, but you know it’s a step toward breathing again.
The Song That Called Me to the Road
For me, that trip began with a song.
One cold December day last year, I heard on the radio that Lauren Daigle was performing at Red Rocks Amphitheater this summer. Before the announcer even finished, I knew—I had to go.
Not wanted. Needed! So I started planning a 1,500 mile journey in hopes to hear one song!
A Song That Became a Lifeline
Lauren Daigle’s song Rescue had always been one I liked, but in August 2023, it took on a new meaning. That month, my sister was hospitalized with jaundice, and within a day her organs began to fail due to alcoholism.
For over a month, I visited daily. I advocated for her care. I prayed over her. I held her hand and reminded her she wasn’t alone. While I was with her I held it together, stayed strong and did my best to be her rock. But when I got home I broke down into pieces, spent endless hours researching her condition and listened to and dedicated this song to her every night while allowing my pent up anger, frustration and fears flow out of my eyes like a broken dam.
She fought hard. But in September 2023, she passed away.
A few nights before her passing, I sat by her bed as she tried to speak, but she could only manage inaudible whispers. That night, I played “our song” Rescue, as I had every night—a way to let her know I was there, fighting for her in every way I could.
That night although the lyrics of the song didn’t change, something inside me did!
| I hear the whisper underneath your breath
| I hear you whisper you have nothing left
I know I will never truly know what she was trying to say to me but I did sense she was saying goodbye because she couldn’t keep fighting.
And then came the next verse:
|I will send out an army to find you
|In the middle of the darkest night
|It's true, I will rescue you
In that moment, I realized something life-altering:
I was never her rescuer. It had always been God. I was and never would be strong enough to break her chains. He did rescue her, not in the way I wanted, prayed for or begged for. But in the way only God can (if ya know ya know).
He also rescued me that night from my own self destruction of insecure thoughts, what if’s and blame. He never ceases to amaze me and for that I’m so thankful.
The Healing I Found on the Road
This trip to Red Rocks wasn’t about a concert. It was about honoring her memory, acknowledging my grief, and allowing space for God to meet me in it.
Standing there under the open sky, music washing over me, I felt both the weight of my loss and the lightness of knowing she was no longer suffering. The road to that moment was paved with pain—but also with love, grace, and surrender.
For Those Still Fighting
If you’re battling addiction, or if you love someone who is, please know:
You are not alone. You are loved.
There are resources, people, and communities ready to walk beside you. But just like God doesn’t force Himself on us, neither will they—you have to choose it. You have to choose you again and again every day because you are worth it. In the moments where you don’t feel like you have the strength, you have nowhere to go, nowhere to turn- just look up!
Journal Prompt……
Think about a place, experience, or trip that your heart has been quietly calling you toward.
Where is it, and why do you think it’s on your mind?
What do you hope to find, feel, or release if you go?
Is there a song, memory, or moment that connects you to this longing?
How might taking this journey bring healing or clarity to your life?
Close your eyes for a moment, picture yourself there, and write down every detail you see, hear, smell, and feel.
Let’s Walk Together in Faith & Friendship
If you’re craving connection with other women on a similar path, I invite you to join our private Fearless Friends Community Group Facebook group. It’s a safe space where we share encouragement, stories, resources, and reminders that we are never alone on this journey.