Honesty and openness in the conversation of suffering...it's what we need! Naomi, in the book of Ruth, expresses her pain openly, and feels no pressure to put on a face of pretense. Naomi saw and felt the reality of her suffering, and even more importantly, she saw...
I just joined Instagram a year ago (I know, I’m late to the social media game) and I’ve been astonished at the marketing that takes place there. I follow my favorite authors and podcasters and it is clear that there is an art of self-promotion that people have...
Who is God? He is Merciful, Steadfast, and Gracious. A Friend of sinners, Slow to anger and abounding in faithfulness. Who is God? He is the Great Comforter. In the grip of grief, He holds every tear. There is peace in His Presence, Lean in and draw near. Who...
It wasn't a loud, booming voice. It wasn't even audible. It was subtle, a thought I knew wasn't mine, inviting me into an adventure I didn't see coming. It was July of 2008, and I was with others who wanted to learn to hear God's voice more clearly for...
After living a promiscuous life, wrecking relationships and trying drugs in my 20s, I was as empty as ever. I remember wanting to feel clean and being ashamed of the horrible reputation I had. I was searching for my value in others. I wanted to feel safe and...
“Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” I Thessalonians 5:16-18 (NIV) I have had many tears and sorrows. They began when my fourteen-year old sister died of cancer when I was nine...
I didn’t realize how upset I was until I stepped out of the house and made my way to the car. My mind was swirling with thoughts – a mix of anger, disappointment and shame: I’m a failure. I’m never going to be a good enough mom or wife. It’s not safe to be...
I had been happy and content as a stay-at-home mom for 10 years. But after turning 30, I began to struggle with my identity. I started searching for validation, empowerment and purpose from outside voices and opinions. I joined a fitness group and found exactly what I...
God met me in the crowded food court of a Galleria Mall once. I was on my lunch break from managing the nearby Hallmark store, chewing on a soft pretzel and dripping marinara sauce down the front of my work uniform. I’d brought my pen and journal along with me...