God says from His throne: 'These words are faithful and true; Now hear, and now live."

This time, I read the “potter and clay” verses in Jeremiah in their full context, sensing that I was missing something.

It is scandalous, unfair, abominable, unimaginable, that a sinner could just be free, that forgiveness could just be sprinkled like fairy du

In the days after the Presidential election, let’s turn off the news and focus on four powerful truths from Jude’s letter.

My strength is draining, my courage waning, I find myself whining, and calling for You.

From soil soaked by tears, God can cultivate healing, goodness, and beauty—even if our broken hearts can't see it right away.

I travel a road between right and left, red or blue, no or yes.

There comes a time when preserving our relationship with others must trump our desire to have control.

Learn from me and my self-righteous, disastrous lyric interpretations. We need to stop taking ourselves so seriously.

The night before the excursion I allowed every terrible possible scenario to play out in my head. What if I had done this instead?

We know the answer is Jesus, and we come to him—to ask our questions, to intercede for others. And yet our flesh needs evidence, proof.

God didn't want this for us either. But He allowed it so that we could understand how weak we truly are, and how strong He always will be.

Thankfully, our salvation is not dependent on our past. It depends solely on the love and grace of Jesus Christ.

Though the current condition of our world is disheartening, there is a bigger picture here: sin’s reign on earth will only last so long.

The reality is that people will always disappoint. Still, we act surprised when those we love fall short of perfection.

Rather than seeing the intent of my husband's heart, too often I focused on how his gift of help did not meet my expectations.

God longs for us to seek Him out. Why would He want it to be difficult?

The Lord does not make Himself hard to find.

Real life doesn't always follow the script in our heads.

What do you do when you don't have the words to pray?