Always Listen to Hope
This morning in church, I remember the day a wise friend told me that the Holy Spirit is always a voice of hope. “Don’t listen
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This morning in church, I remember the day a wise friend told me that the Holy Spirit is always a voice of hope. “Don’t listen
I’m fixing my hair because I’m headed to a funeral. At a funeral, you’re forced (finally) to “trust in the Lord and lean not on your
I’ll just begin by telling you a certain child in my family vomits seven times last night. This is the other child (not the one
We leave to travel for nearly eight weeks today. (Don’t worry, Jack, Louie, and Snowflake have a family living in our home all summer.) I
My daughters were flower girls in a wedding yesterday. Their job was to follow the bride everywhere, keep their satin dresses clean, and smile. I
My mother was the first to teach me that candles have “memory.” When you light a jar or pillar candle the first time, you must
This afternoon, I notice my winterberry bush budding in the backyard. Those blooms hold particular significance this Easter season because I’ve beheld their cycle this
Last week, I was asked to write a piece on depression and Lent for The High Calling. At my lowest point, I imagined God asking
This morning my daughter brings out her whiteboard easel and draws me a coconut palm. She says, “Mom, you will love this.” My coconut obsession
This morning, I scrape egg off of a blue and white plate. I overhear a pastor, Tim Keller, speaking about work in a sermon video.