Could a thirsty desert shrub be a symbol of righteousness?

Remembering a one-of-a-kind, larger-than-life lady.

A year after being on a head-on collision, I reflect on what God is showing me about his strength in my weakness.

I share a few cherished memories of my Uncle Jim, who always made God’s love tangible to me.

In every age, there have been many legitimate reasons to be afraid. Those who belong to Jesus also have reasons not to be.

In the midst of sticky fingers and parenting fails, it’s as if God sharing a very good, beautiful secret with me of a glory that only he knows in full.

Like when God spoke the world into being, I want every “Let there be…” spoken over me to be followed by “And it was so.”

In the end, Lenten practices are about releasing what is lesser and opening your hands for a deeper, fuller experience of God’s grace.

We threw Noah the cutest little book launch party you ever did see, and it was a picture to me of God’s delight in his children.

It’s a strange thing to be told two months before your due date that you and your soon-to-be-born child would likely not survive if you go into labor. But for me, it’s the beginning of a story of God’s tenderness and power.

Reflecting on my past year as a reader (and the 51 books I enjoyed!)

Precious family memories can become an idol—or they can be the means by which we bear witness to God’s kingdom coming.

In the same way that he joined himself to our questions when he took on flesh, Jesus has joined us to his life by his own death and victorious rising.

Eventually, we grown-up sorts stop looking for wardrobes that lead to snowy pine forests. But there is still a door to another world.

We cannot have a “life we don’t have to heal from.” But we can know that healing is possible.

Why can’t I stop crying every time I listen to 90s CCM?

Eight years in this old house have brought many dreams fulfilled and new dreams shaped by the kingdom.

God invites us into his joy through the things he has made.

Our acts of love are held by God.

A story of an old country church and the faithfulness of God