I’ve been waiting a year for God to answer one prayer. And he’s told me to wait.

God’s no matter what love is not thwarted by our tragedy-laden family trees.

I am created in the image of God. I guess it’s time I started looking like it.

God’s place for his daughters is spacious and beautiful.

You are not invisible to God.

Time in nature directs us to the mystery and beauty of something completely other.

Jesus loved and valued women in ways that were breathtakingly different.

God, keep my heart open for new relationships you send my way.

What am I carrying around that Jesus never intended for me to carry?

For this moment our paths have crossed, and the possibility exists of a holy encounter.

Do you get so busy doing things for God, that you forget to spend intimate, quiet time with God?

When my daughter held onto me in a windstorm, she reminded me of the child-like faith with which I can grab onto God.

Warm blankets can become a symbol of God’s heart of love.

When we tell our honest stories, we experience authentic connection with others, which contributes to our healing.

On a hot sweaty day I heard Jesus whisper to me, “Don’t settle for less. What I have for you is better.”

My grandmother came to me and shared of her grief, to help me with my own sorrow.

When we can’t take one more step, God will carry us.

God longs for you to hear his tender whispers guiding you.

These friends were more than friends. They were our family.

I believed porch sitting was pointless and idle. This belief is a lie.