I’m sitting in a coffee shop on a cool morning with my fingers wrapped around a warm cup of coffee. The air smells like nutmeg and the leaves outside are just starting to turn, signs of the season....

I’m sitting in a coffee shop on a cool morning with my fingers wrapped around a warm cup of coffee. The air smells like nutmeg and the leaves outside are just starting to turn, signs of the season....
“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...
Do you sometimes struggle with stress, worry, or anxiety? Yep, me too. That’s why I’m SO excited to share the Breaking Free from Stress, Worry, and Anxiety Online Summit! I’ll be joining 20+ other...
“We might have severe weather this afternoon,” Mark says at breakfast. We both look out our windows and the sky is clear blue. After we’ve cleared the dishes, I put on my running shoes and...
We can picture courage like a mighty warrior, sword raised high. But I’ve found courage is often more like a scrappy kid with skinned knees and dirt under her fingernails who just won’t quit. None...
Dear You, has this season felt hard? You do your best and some days it still feels like it’s not enough. You wonder if everyone else might have it more together than you. But those are lies and...
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...
I want to listen to you and serve you well. So when many of you asked, "Can you please do a post about singleness?" I heard you. (And even if you're not single what I'm sharing today will help you...
The rough wooden boardwalk is cool beneath my feet as I make my way to the sand. The sky is still the thick, deep blue of night, and gray shadows sway in the salty wind. I sleepily take my husband’s...
I’m sitting in my counseling office and the woman across from me clears her throat, looks down at the floor, turns slightly toward the door. Fear is telling her to stay quiet, keep safe, don’t let...