Joy isn’t found in the absence of suffering, but in remembering who Jesus is and what He has done for us.

Even the most ordinary day becomes holy ground when we remember Who walks through it with us.

The to-do list is still there, but it no longer owns me—my strength comes from God, the Maker of heaven and earth.

Tired of carrying it all on your own? God is near, ready to help shoulder the weight and bring peace where you need it most.

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

Seeing someone else’s blind spot is easy. Seeing your own? That’s where real growth begins.

Joy dwells deep within me and is not dependent upon circumstances happening around me.

Peace doesn’t come from perfect balance—it comes from releasing what was never ours to carry.

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

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

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

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

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 ...

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.

The narratives we believe shape how we see ourselves—but God’s truth has the power to transform our perspective and set us free.

When I release my grip and trust God with those I love, I give them space to grow—and find peace I never thought possible.

As you run out this life’s race in the lane that’s been marked for you, are you giving your best effort?

Just when I was about to give up all hope, I could hear God whispering to me that I was His child and that I was never alone.