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...
Twenty years after my only sibling and brother died, I struggled again. I wrestled with unanswered questions, trying to understand why God didn’t save him from taking his life. Through the lens of my grief and pain, I was wavering in my belief in who I thought God...
I’m pretty sure no one has ever called me a prayer warrior. I pray, of course, and if you ask me to pray for you, I assure you I will. But I’ll need to set a reminder in my phone or jot a note to myself so I don’t forget. I believe in the power of prayer, I really do,...
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...
One day, when I was a young mom, I had a conversation with an older woman about how she seemed so at peace with herself. She said to me, “I’ve reached the age when I’m just not willing to lie to myself anymore.” I remember thinking “That sounds amazing! I wonder what...
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...
This is Part 2 of John and Angel Beeson’s story. If you have not had a chance to read Part 1 be sure to do so HERE. JOHN: In the weeks following Angel’s confession of adultery I was in a state of shock. I was asked to take a leave of absence from the...
We were just kids: 14 and 16 years old. A freshman and a junior. We went to the same high school and the same church. John was the leader of our campus Christian club. ANGEL: The first time I met him I thought, “That’s the man I want to marry.” We married at 19 and...
Everything that has happened in your past has brought you to where you are today. EVERYTHING. Whether those experiences were sad or happy, traumatic or uplifting, forgettable or memorable, they have all led you to right here and now. When I was a little girl my...