You are living a story today. A story crafted and told by the Author of heaven. The star-scatterer. The mountain-mover. The water-walker. In the day-to-day, it doesn’t feel like a story. It feels...

You are living a story today. A story crafted and told by the Author of heaven. The star-scatterer. The mountain-mover. The water-walker. In the day-to-day, it doesn’t feel like a story. It feels...
The things in your life you want to throw out, that you consider unworthy, that you try to hide, might be the very ones God wants to use. My mother-in-law stretches a newly finished quilt across the...
No matter what you’ve done, how you’ve failed, where you’ve been—you can begin again. I take my seat and eye the blank canvas in front of me with suspicion. I’m here for a guided painting party with...
The laundry is still unfolded, the emails unanswered, the to-do list undone. I sigh and ask, “Have I been productive at all today?” Anxiety and accusations are the only response. So I pray, “God,...
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...
The rocks you’re struggling to climb today are the stepping-stones of your tomorrow. Because God never wastes anything, there is great value in where you are right now. Sometimes what we see as...
We, as humanity, have been through a lot in the past year or so. That can make it feel as if we’re failing, but really we’ve just all been fighting hard. So remember this, you’re doing better than...
There has never been another moment in history quite like this one. And you are here for such a time as this. You’re called to offer what God has placed within you to our world right here, right...
We all hear it at times . . . the whisper in our hearts that says, “You really should be doing more.” It usually intrudes right in the middle of our ordinary. When we’re washing dishes. Or changing...
Do you ever have thoughts like, “If anyone really knew all of me, they might not love me the same”? Me too—it’s such a human thing to do. But thankfully, it isn’t true. I stand at the kitchen stove...