My oldest daughter came to visit for a few days with her adorable, but very-busy-as-a-bee four-year-old. One morning, she asked a simple...

The Lord is near to all who call on Him." (Psalm 145:18) On my childhood report cards, the box “talks too much” was always checked. I...

S P I R A L L I N G into hopelessness. Something super easy for me to do. All I have to do is open my laptop or phone. The latest comes...

Sticky because it's shouts, "LET FREEDOM RING!" and we love that and we want that, but right now, it sure doesn't feel like that.

This holiday feels all kinds of sticky right now. Sticky like a child's fingers after they've eaten their favorite treat. It's wonderful...

Will this keep me safe? Will this make me free? Which is more important?

This pursuit of FREEDOM is not for the feint of heart.

God isn’t just the God of Steeples Prayer meetings Well-paying jobs Mission trips Intact families Worship songs Sunday school All those...

We can never hate anyone into transformational, redemptive change.

Thank you, RAIN. I need you today.

I have to navigate the tension between the bitter and the sweet, allowing them to sit side-by-side, both having their rightful place.

You know that moment when your "check engine" light goes on during a 3,000 mile trek across the country and you are in the middle of...

Life. A gift. Filled with surprises. And adventures.

What matters is that HOPE is stirred and gifted and received, multiplying over and over and sent out into the world one flicker at a time.

Nothing is more sacred than to share another's pain. It brings both great sorrow and surprising healing.

Wisdom is the way of Jesus. He’s all about it. He doesn’t get caught up in the ALWAYS this or ALWAYS that. He’s all about the SOMETIMES.

I don't always make the best decisions in the middle of the night because of all the weird things that go on in my brain when I can't sleep.

Saturday night at 6 pm begins something I call Celebration Sunday, a 24-hour period of un"doing."

I hide. I keep secrets. I stay in my cage. I show you a false version of me. I protect my self at all costs.

Deserts are bizarre. They are sandy. They are stark. They are sun-baked. Last week, for our anniversary trip, we traveled to Arizona. I...