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"I think the devil is literally prowling around looking for tiny holes that he can drive over, step on, pick a, and make bigger and bigger. And how can we stop this? How can we prevent him from devouring our marriages? We can be alert..."
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The world these days is giving us many reasons not to love one another. There are so many topics to disagree on, to divide on, to end relationships over, but it doesn’t have to be this way. And we, as followers of Christ, are just as guilty as anyone else. We feel like we know…
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When my kiddos were newborns, they would get extremely fussy right before bedtime: the dreaded witching hour. It was terrible; they were inconsolable. When I asked the pediatrician about it, they said that newborns can get overstimulated by noise, siblings, outside adventures, TV, flashy toys, etc. There were, of course, ways to avoid overstimulation: staying…
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You would never know by looking at it, but this photo was the beginning of a long journey of redemption. However, in this photo, I would have told you that I was overjoyed, that this was the end of our road of redemption, and that it was oh so sweet. I would have told you that God brought my brother to my wedding, and that was the miracle. That was the end, and it was so good. But God had so much more in store; his redemption was beyond this moment and was better, and more full, and more deep than I could have ever imagined.
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In that moment, at my counter, I took a deep breath, several actually. I reminded myself that Jesus wants me to come to him in these moments. We are weary; we are carrying heavy burdens. He wants us to come to Him when it feels like too much. He wants our burdens so he can trade them for his, and lighten our loads. He wants to give us rest.
Every week as a counselor at summer camp I would look forward to Camp Out. It was by far my favorite evening with my campers and fellow counselors for a multitude of reasons: dinner over a fire, sleeping by a creek, hiking with two of my besties and 25 elementary kids, counselor-camper dodgeball. But the…
Every time I hop onto social media my opinions become more and more confused. I can’t figure out what is right, or wrong, or credible, or just bogus. In this day and age, it is very hard, and very confusing to seek what is real. We have doctors, leaders, people we’re supposed to believe in,…
My rock, my fortress, my deliverer I take refuge in you My shield, my strength, my salvation I find security in your presence My stronghold, my tower, my savior I run to you, and I am safe Swirling in the waves Surrounded by enemies Overwhelmed by destruction Snared by the grave In distress…
When I was in high school, I broke up with a boy because we believed different things. I was heartbroken, desperate, and a teenager. His sister was my best friend, and (bless her) she listened to me for weeks, probably months, pine for him after it was over. I still remember to this day the…
I remember running races where it all came together: the training, the mindset, the perfect amount of coffee, the warm up, the start, the laps. I remember the feeling of getting that groove, of focusing outside of myself and knowing I could do this. I remember the miles ticking down. I remember hitting each lap…
