Four years ago, I would’ve told you my biggest battle was fighting cancer and trying not to die. I now know otherwise. The biggest battle I fought—and continue to fight—is the one for my faith. It’s surviving the complexity of childhood and the suffering of adulthood without becoming blind to life’s beauty. It’s deciding to push in...

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Every day we wake up and decide what we will wear. What we wear says something about how we perceive ourselves and present ourselves to others. What do you like to wear...

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The family home of my childhood is located in a cove that is accessed by a narrow drive that winds around the mountainside. Almost three-quarters of the way to the house...

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God never wanted His people to live in bondage. He always wanted a family through whom He could bless the families – the nations – of the world. When God gave Joseph wisdom to share with Pharaoh to save the people from famine, the wisdom came from above...

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Grace always flows from the inside out. Our God-honoring actions will never truly honor God if he does not hold the place of honor in our hearts. This is why forgiveness is the key that opens the door to freedom in the Christian’s life. The more truly forgiven by God we feel...

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God has something greater for us. We all have dreams yet to fulfill, promises waiting to come to pass, songs and books yet to write...

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The power of condemnation rests in the throne of idolatry, self-idolatry. If I condemn myself, and if I am a better, more righteous judge than God is, I am utterly condemned. The lie underneath condemnation...

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I’ve been struck by how many conversations revolve around our labels. “I’m ADD, OCD, manic, depressed, disabled, handicapped, diabetic …” The list goes on and on. We throw out labels as if they clarify who we are...

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What you want for your life right now may not be bad, evil, or sinful. Maybe what you want is even in the plan for what God has for you. But it’s not...

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I remember one morning, sitting on the sofa and looking around at all our boxes of stuff, the worn linoleum floor, that old couch, I just started crying. I felt like such a failure. I had failed at so much. Regardless of what I had achieved...

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