Live With Flair

Yesterday, I spent the entire day moving from meeting to meeting, class to class, event to event. When I returned to fall in bed late

In Genesis 16, we find a woman running away. She’s a mistreated slave, scared, and most likely in despair. The angel of the Lord finds

I love teaching the single-event memoir to students because they learn how to look at times in their lives when they changed. Great stories show

Today my daughter tells me how much she enjoys this one person at school because this person is “original.” Originality! I haven’t heard that compliment

As I look back on the last few years of ministry, I take note of the predictable forms of spiritual warfare most noted in scripture.

I picture David there in the cold, dark cave. I picture him there, afraid and yet so authentically desperate for God that people came to

Today I stood outside by the Weeping Cherry tree to detach what seemed like one hundred little snowflakes and icicles we attached with wire hooks.

You write no matter what. No matter where. You write even with a cat on your lap who swats at your fingers as you move

Two of my students serve as volunteer firefighters, and today we have a brief discussion about why one shouldn’t open windows during a house fire.

Today I prayed and confessed about one of the ways I know God wants to teach me to become more like Jesus: in His love