The call is not always to run faster, but to keep running. Even a slow, halting step forward is still faithfulness.

Freedom began when I stopped asking only who hurt me and started asking God what he wanted to heal in me.

Maybe hope isn’t meant to feel strong all the time. Maybe hope, in its truest form, is quieter than that. Smaller. More stubborn.

My defeats don’t define me; Jesus alone defines me, and he calls me his beloved. Without qualifiers.

If God’s future includes a redeemed people from every nation and background standing together before His throne, then we are called to begin living that reality now.

Heaven does not erase differences; it redeems them.

After tragedy, I didn’t just wrestle grief—I wrestled trust in God. This is the story of how control became my survival plan… and how surrender became my way back to peace.

Is misery ever necessary? Could God be protecting us from something we cannot yet see?

Advent tells a different story: Love entered the imperfect and chose to come close.

So how do I find peace in Jesus during the waiting? Or the hardship? Or the challenging life situations, for that matter?

We don’t always get clarity on the road ahead. But God invites us to trust that the unknown path may be the most meaningful part of the journey.

Faith allows me to know that even though I’m often caught unaware by my life circumstances, God never is.  He’s already planned how to work through them for my good (Romans 8:28).  It’s hope of God moving in all things that allows me to move forward with joy and freedom, tackling my issues with faith instead of being dominated by them.

Our life is but a vapor, but it will have true meaning when we look to Jesus for everything.

When you feel like you’re not enough, remember: your worth isn’t defined by rejection or circumstances. True strength and peace come from anchoring your identity in Christ’s unshakable love.

What I thought would be the adventure of a lifetime became a mirror of the shame I had carried for decades.

As worship continued and the next song began, I was reminded how Jesus provides true freedom to those who follow Him...

Despite my running away, God continued to offer comfort, guidance, and reassurance that our suffering would not be in vain.

“Haunting and amazing, Pompeii’s silent streets remind us how precious—and precarious—our short trip on earth really is.”

Some days I don't feel like I am enough.... Not good enough. Not loved enough. Not worthy enough.

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