It happens so quietly.You’re walking your lane, doing what you know to do, when your eyes drift sideways.You see someone else’s progress, their pace, their purpose playing out—and without even...
Maybe gratitude isn’t soft. Maybe it’s steel.Maybe it’s not the gentle, polite response we’ve made it out to be—maybe it’s a defiant act of faith in a world bent on...
You know how when you look back and you can see how all the dots were connecting and how a tapestry was being woven together without you even realizing it?Such...
I’ll never get over it.His hands gripped so tightly on the handles with a smile plastered on his face that nothing could erase. Wonder in his eyes, courage filling his...
Sometimes we forget that this—the place we’re standing right now—is holy ground.Not because it’s easy, or tidy, or looks like what we pictured—usually, it looks completely different—but because it’s filled...
There are a thousand ways we try to make our lives mean something. Through achievement, approval, progress, performance.We ache to know that our time here means something but the surest,...
Reflecting this morning as I welcome another year…I’m not great at taking the time to slow down and take inventory of all that God has done.Sometimes, I forget that obedience...
Thankful to be an American. Proud to be from the United States of America. Praying that today can be a day where we celebrate this gift instead of warring our...
There are seasons I’ve grieved unanswered prayers like they were losses.I’ve replayed them, questioned them, wondered if God’s silence meant His absence or His indifference.Even though I knew the truth,...
