Hi! I’m Tiffany. I’m prone to using a lot of words to make things sound lovely. Because of that I have written and re-written this about a dozen times just trying to be concise. You just want to know what you are getting into, right?

Here’s what you’ll find in my little space: writings/musings/stories on my life. I have a big(ish) family; five kids and my wonderful husband. Topics include: homeschool, travel, adoption, child loss/grief, marriage and living a Christ-centered life.

We strive to live simply and love well. Thanks for joining me on this journey. I’m so glad you’re here.


Heaven Meets Earth Project

We all have a story.

Isn't that a beautiful thought? The God of all creation has written a story in your life that is like no other. I would love to hear your story. 

Asking God for direction this year, and He gently whispers, "others". God knows I need to stay humble. God knows this isn't about me and mine. God knows we all have something to give.

And these words, heaven meets earth, have resonated with me hard.

How does heaven meet earth? How does He show Himself to us? How did a sweet babe in a manger bring peace to a season, to an earth, to people so corrupt and selfish? How did the hospital room, filled with machines, the room where my Thao breathed his last, feel so full of peace? 

Heaven met earth there. Jesus poured out. We accepted. The heaviness was not of despair. The heaviness was of peace poured out. The light shining through the darkness was heaven meeting earth, Jesus meeting us exactly where we were. In our need, hope was dawning, joy came through the mourning. Death was not feared. Although sadness overtook my soul, fear was not a part of that. 

I did not expect to survive. I did not know how to take the next step. Grief was overbearing and the days were a blur. But Jesus. Jesus showed himself. The things I cared so much about in the everyday, the little things we worry about and spend so much time on...Jesus. Heaven meets earth every day. Sometimes it takes tragedy to embrace it. Sometimes it's just the everyday life, the overwhelming chaos and schedule. Sometimes that's just when we finally raise our eyes towards heaven, open our hands and ask. Ask for more. Grace. More peace. All of Him. 

and He answers. And pours out. And those moments are when heaven meets earth. When Jesus meets us where we are. And there's nothing like it. It's beautiful. It's heavenly. It's bigger than us. There really are no words. 

I'll be featuring your stories, if you will allow. Please send me your stories of #heavenmeetsearth , of hope in times of despair, of Jesus meeting you right where you are. 

Until the end of February, I will accept submissions and gently and prayerfully go through them. Not all submissions will be featured, but all will be considered. 

Remember, stories of hope in times of despair, stories of heaven meets earth, stories of Jesus meeting you right where you are, even in the deepest tragedy. Please limit your submissions to 600-800 words. Include a photo, email address and blog (if you have one!) Email your stories to tiffanynardoni@gmail.com

I am so excited about this #heavenmeetsearthproject !! Thank you for joining me. 


Looking at Life Through the Lens of Eternity // heavenmeetsearthproject

Grief That Felt Like Fear