I’m part of a panel at a women’s event, and those of us on stage are asked, “Do you ever struggle with confidence? It looks like all of you have it together.” I’ve been asked this before, told this...

I’m part of a panel at a women’s event, and those of us on stage are asked, “Do you ever struggle with confidence? It looks like all of you have it together.” I’ve been asked this before, told this...
In the beginning, God created pink flamingos and orange starfish, the bitterness of grapefruit and sweetness of honey, the thrill of sex and stillness of sleep, the smell of rainstorms and sound of...
This one goes out to all the warriors in yoga pants or tennis shoes, the ones strolling through Target or scrolling on social media. When you look in the mirror today, you might see an ordinary...
Sometimes when we want answers what we’re really looking for is a way to calm our anxiety. If we knew the plan and what would happen, then we could relax. We could feel more in control. Things would...
It’s early in the morning and I’m at one of the last places I ever thought I’d be—a gym. My friend is the owner and she’s coaxed me into showing up. I’ve done squats and presses, box step-ups, and a...
When my granddaughter Eula was learning to walk, her steps were wobbly. She was all exuberance and no coordination. At the time, the laundry room was irresistibly enticing (something I knew she...
“How do I know what God wants me to do?” I asked this question recently while having coffee with a friend. In a season when I needed to make several decisions, I felt stuck at a crossroads, unsure...
If you ever get a little tired of life’s battles, this is for you. If you ever wrestle with fear or insecurity, this is for you. If you’ve ever feel unsure you’re ever going to have victory, this is...
My feet hit the pavement in a slow, steady rhythm. I am not fast. I am not graceful. But I like how stress rolls off me along with the sweat from my forehead, the way my favorite songs match the...
What do all of our fears really come down to in the end? That we won’t be able to handle what happens. But, thankfully, that isn’t true. I sit on the back porch and stare out over open space. The...