"Don’t you trust me?" I heard him whisper inside. "I know what needs to get done. Will you let go and trust me?"   

Imagine yourself being held by the God of the universe who created every star with his breath, every thing in sight with his Word, and He still sees YOU and calls you by name

In those seasons of indecision, longing, or waiting, it’s easy to miss the truth

If I’m not careful, I can find myself looking without seeing. Touching without feeling. Praying without focusing.

What good news we can share with the world that so desperately needs peace!

I struggled with the cross after Jonathan died. Still, the Cross whispered truth.

Prayer is a powerful connection to God that allows peace to descend into even the most hectic of moments.

The enemy is crafty, twisting truth into lies—but God’s Word is stronger, a light that scatters the darkness.

I didn’t know why this was happening, but God did. Looking back, I see how He turned my deepest pain into unexpected blessings.

Jesus isn’t saying He will add to your load—He offers His yoke as a way to carry responsibilities differently.

He alone can turn my mourning into dancing and put my pain to good purpose.

She knew a secret the rest of the world didn’t ...

I sat back and read the words—harsh and bitter, just like the storm raging inside me.

No matter where we’ve been, what we’ve done, or how lost, worthless, or anxious we feel, nothing can separate us from God’s meticulous love.

Real love is never rooted in control, deception, or fear. Real love sets free.

Every time I chose to twist and wriggle my way out of what God was asking of me, it led to hurt ...

God created us to be human be-ings, not human do-ings.

We become spectacular new creations of hope through our brokenness—a stain-glass of imperfection, reflecting hope in Jesus Christ.

God wants each of us to embark on a beautiful, amazing journey, but too often we settle for treading the same old, well-worn road.

I might see some initial progress, but without addressing the deeper reasons behind my struggle, I’ll end up right back at square one ...