Fear is a Liar

It’s been a while since my last blog post. The main reason is I that I started working again full-time. Which was great for our finances, plus it helped me from going stir crazy. But not so great when trying to balance a new job, a family and still have time for “me”.

Two months ago God told me that my story wasn’t over yet. Amazing how He gives us glimpses into our future. I knew then that I would be facing another trial. Less than a week later I learned that I would have to have heart surgery, only two days before my 40th Birthday.

My left anterior descending artery was one hundred percent blocked. This is known as the widow maker because the survival rate is so poor. I’m a living walking miracle. It was only by the grace of God and because I listened to my heart that I am alive. God put doctors and nurses in my path that listened to my symptoms and took them seriously, despite my age.

I also recently decided to finally start sharing my story during speaking events. So, of course the devil would go on attack to shut me up! Trust me when I say that I allowed fear to hold me back from speaking for a very long time. I am not a public speaker. In fact, I get nervous just thinking about it. But I also know that this is something God has called me to do and He will give me the courage to step out in faith to do it.

And of course after I agreed to speak, I was told that I would be the featured speaker and only speaker at the First Baptist Church quarterly women’s meeting on March 5th and that there would be at least 150 to 200 women there. God would never ask me to do anything on a small scale ūüėā

Days after I agreed to speak, the Lord gave me my entire presentation in one sleepless night. I couldn’t sleep because I had to keep getting up to write down notes! And the other day as I once again allowed fear and doubt to creep in, God reminded me about those words I had written. As I sat down to read them, tears filled my eyes. Man this word is GOOD and could have only come from HIM. I’m reminded that the world doesn’t revolve around me and my wants and needs. It doesn’t revolve around my fears and trepidation’s. It revolves around Him and His greater purpose.

So, shaking voice and shaking knees, I WILL speak at this event and it WILL be an amazing word from God!

Love and blessings,


Praying for Yourself

I have a toothache. Nothing serious, just annoying at times. I have been thinking that I should just go to the dentist and pay whatever it is to have my cavity filled instead of being a tight wad and waiting for the insurance at my new job to take effect.

In the meantime, on the way to church this morning, Alex and I were talking about healing. Only six months ago Jackson’s neurologist had warned us that surgery was almost a guarantee. Yet, during his recent check-up, the MRI revealed that Jackson’s spine had straightened drastically, to the point that he may never have to have surgery. All due to the power of prayer. God is good y’all.

During our conversation, Alex and I even remarked that his healing was total. Before the accident he had been told twice that he had 8 cavities that needed to be filled. After a good mom scolding, we were in the process of scheduling the appointments before the wreck happened. Since then, he has been told by two separate dentist that he doesn’t have even a single cavity. God didn’t just heal him from pancreatitis and diabetes, he healed him completely.

After church, as my tooth began to ache, I had a revelation. I hadn’t even considered asking God to heal my toothache. As a mom, we tend to pray for our spouse and our children. We pray for our church and our friends. We even pray for people we don’t know personally but have heard need our prayers. But sometimes…. we tend to forget to pray for ourselves. Us moms are nurtures, but we forget that we also have to take care of ourselves too. God wants to heal us. He’s just waiting for us to ask Him. Even when it’s something as simple as a toothache.

Love and blessings,

C.C. Hasty Andrews

P.S. I love hearing everyone’s feedback on my new book The Roadway to Heaven, so keep them coming!


There are times when I read a devotional or other book that I receive a completely new revelation about a story in the Bible that I have always known. I'm reminded at how evolving the living word is (Hebrews 4:12). There is no situation in life that the answer cannot be found in the word. This morning, I read a devotional from 5 Minutes with Jesus by Sheila Walsh that completely made me see another perspective of the story of Judas.

Here is a part of that devotional:

When Judas, who had betrayed Jesus, saw that Jesus was condemned, he was seized with remorse and returned the 30 pieces of silver to the chief priests and the elders. "I have sinned," he said, "For I have betrayed innocent blood.

"What is that to us?" They replied. "That's your responsibility." So Judas threw the money into the temple and left. Then he went away and hanged himself. (Matthew 27:3–5 NIV)

Oh, Judas, if only you could have waited for three more days! Yes, you would have been in agony on Friday, but on Sunday morning you would have seen Hope rise from the dead!

I don't know what you face right now, friend, but I do know that while we may lose a few battles on this earth, we will–because of Jesus–win the war. Don't despair!

Although I knew the story of Judas, I never realized how close he was to redemption and salvation. Had he held on just a couple of more days, he would have know that not all hope was lost. Sometimes, we just have to keep pushing forward, even when we don't see an end in sight. It is in those dark places that we find God, even in our darkest moments, and He helps lead us on.

So no matter what situation you are facing, hold on, because help is coming!

Love & Blessings,
C.C. Hasty Andrews

Negative Feedback 

I knew The Roadway to Heaven would receive negative feedback. Last night was my first real experience in just how hateful those comments could be. My response was quick: defend my family. It wasn’t the right response. Hear me out…

One of my biggest pet peeves is when people use scripture as a weapon to judge others or point out someone’s supposedly sin. They pick and choose which scriptures justify their point but refuse to use the scripture in it’s entirely. Which is another reason I was quick to go on the defensive. However, for me to give in to this type of negativity by trying to prove them wrong only adds fuel to the fire and brings me down to their level. 

God reminded me this morning that I am not to call these people out who make negative and hateful comments.  He doesn’t need me to defend Him. Only He can change people’s minds and hearts. Since the beginning of our journey God asked me only to share our story, which I have done. He will take care of the rest. 

I’ve since learned that this person has suffered great tragedy in his life. Knowing that gives me a little more understanding as to why this person reacted the way he did. It was another reminder for me to not always judge people by their actions: good or bad. Everyone has a story. Events in their lives that have caused the beliefs and reactions they have. By debating with this person and trying to change his negative opinion, I was actually judging this person by his actions while not knowing the entirety of his story. I can’t act out of love and compassion when I am arguing to get my point across. I am not justifying his actions, only explaining why mine wasn’t the right one. 

And honestly, nothing good ever comes out of a place of anger, which is exactly where I was. 

I believe life is about lessons. God is constantly teaching us. Putting us in situations that will allow us to grow in our spiritual walk. I am definitely a work in progress. I’ve learned a valuable lesson in all of this.  I will no longer acknowledge other people’s negative responses about our journey as a family or in relation to The Roadway to Heaven. To do so takes away from my life and that of my family. It allows the devil to come in by causing anger and hostility. I refuse to let the devil win. 

And seriously, God doesn’t need little ole me taking up battles that He never equipped me to be in in the first place! 

Today I had one person tell me that our journey helped restore her faith, and another who said that my book has given her confidence to share her own testimony. To hear these comments lets me know that I am doing what God has called me to do and no amount of negative feedback can take that joy from me. 

Love & Blessings, 

C.C. Hasty Andrews 

Full Circle

Yesterday was the first book signing for The Roadway to Heaven. As I anxiously waited for people to arrive, I thought about how I had come full circle. 

This time last year I had just closed my store Vintage Charm Decor at the very same location as my book signing. My heart was broken, understandably so when we give up our dream, but I knew that God wanted me with my family more. The decision was easy to make. My family will always come first above all else. And even though the decision came easy, the loss of what I had worked so hard to build was still almost unbearable. 

God often calls us to do what something that will cause us pain. We don’t understand it at the time. We rant and cry out to God, begging Him to open up a door that leads us in the direction we want to go. Sometimes He does, but it only takes us longer to end up where He wanted us all along. I’m guilty of trying to take my own paths. Carve my own way through obstacles. Pushing forward, knowing there is a gigantic wall in my way. Never thinking to ask God if that wall is there for a reason. Asking Him if my path has been closed off because I’m supposed to be taking a detour on another one. 

I am reminded again of the Joanna Gaines story. She had to give up her dream to also stay home with her children. God promised her that He was leading her on to a better dream, and although it didn’t seem like it at the time, He did. 100 times over. Not only did she reopen that little shop she had to close to stay home with her children, He gave her a multimillion dollar business. 

Yesterday, I sat in front of that store that God too had urged me to let go, signing a book that would have never been written had I not listened to Him. God had led me down an alternate path, to end up exactly back to where that path had ended one year before. I don’t know if The Roadway to Heaven will someday be on the New York Bestseller List. But what I do know is that it has already encouraged the hundreds of people who have read it, and I couldn’t ask for anything better than that. 

Love & Blessings, 

C.C. Hasty Andrews 

Holy Cow, I Did It!

I received the official paperback copy of my book today. I had seen the digital proof before approving it, of course. But I had not actually held the book in my hands until today.

As I opened the package, I couldn’t breathe. My hands shook, and when I pulled my book out of the cardboard package, I wasn’t prepared when the water works began.

I knew the book was officially published, so that wasn’t it. I also knew that I had put myself and my family out there for the world to see. I had shared private moments of our family that until now, no one ever knew. I had poured my heart and soul into this book and was as raw and honest as a person could absolutely be. And now, everyone who read it would know my deepest secrets. I had already had a “come to Jesus” (literally) about sharing myself with perfect strangers, yet¬†decided to risk it all and trust in God.¬†I was no longer afraid for people to learn the real me, so that wasn’t it either.

It was the countless nights of staying up late writing. The hundreds of hours spent laboriously typing word after word. All of the second guessing I did. Prayer after prayer, trying to convince God that I wasn’t the right person for this job, all the while Him assuring me that I was. The emotions came from all of the battles I had to face to finally hold this book, my book, in my hands. I had done it. Despite everything, I had actually made it to the finish line, just like God said I would.

Love & blessings,

C.C. Hasty Andrews

Stay In the Fight

June 9, 2015 (Facebook Post)

On Sunday as we hiked to Machine Falls, this guy helped us along the way. When we finally arrived at the falls, I noticed him reading a book. But it wasn’t just any book, it was the Bible. He hiked all the way there by himself to have fellowship with God. The very next day, my son Alex and I had a conversation about how important it is to have a relationship with the Lord, and going to church every Sunday is not a requirement to do so. I have always taught my boys that church is everywhere and anywhere you are. Even if you don’t go to church on Sunday’s, you can still love worship God. A girl told my son in school recently that he would go to hell if he didn’t go to church on Sunday’s. She really believes this. Don’t get me wrong, a church with fellow believers is an awesome thing to be a part of, but don’t let the devil make you believe this lie. Talk to God, wherever you are and whenever you want, because that is the most important relationship you will ever have!


I wrote this post on Facebook just 2 months before the accident that would forever change our lives. As I read that post on my Facebook memories, two things stood out to me.


First, that summer was one of the best summers our family had ever had. We did so much that summer that involved physical activity and being together. Hiking was just one of the things our family had recently learned that we loved. That summer we went to Universal Studios, visited the beach, and anything that involved being active. I believe God was preparing us for what was to come. I will never forget helping Jackson climb up a very steep hill while hiking and glaring at his father the entire time because I was afraid Jackson would fall. I will always have the memory of writing mine and Jackson’s names in the sand with our toes. Seeing him jumping in the waves at the beach with his brothers. And carrying his shoes in my hands because he got blisters on his little feet at Universal Studios. I believe God gave us these memories to carry in our hearts. Not to remind us of what Jackson lost, but to give us sweet memories and the hope that someday we would see Jackson do those things again.

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This post made so long ago also reminded me that although I don’t believe you have to go to church to believe in God or to be saved, having a church family is also a wonderful thing to be a part of. Our family had recently found a church that we all loved that summer before the accident. Until then, my husband and I could never agree on a church home for our family. We had also recently started nightly devotions with the boys. They loved that time together as a family and would listen to every word of the devotion. They wouldn’t let me forget the nightly devotion because every night they would remind me that it was devotion time! This too I believe is not a coincidence. The devil comes to kill, steal and destroy. The devil decided that our family was a threat and decided to test our faith in the most absolute way possible. You see, we were finally doing everything right.

If things seem hard in your life right now and you feel as if everything that could go wrong has, it may just be that you are actually doing everything right too. God doesn’t promise us that life will be without trials. In fact, the opposite is true. He tells us that there will¬†be trials to face, but He assures us that we won’t be alone. And from the moment I received the call at 4:09 pm that our boys were trapped in a car and all were critical injuried, He never left my side. I can tell you without any hesitation that God will always be there for you too. Press forward. Push on. When all seems hopeless and lost, remember that you are going to win the fight, because God is there fighting this battle with you.