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?

God is our 24/7 personal support 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.”

We enlarge our view of our giftedness by including our influence in maximizing the gifting of others.

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.

Instead of looking at the back side of life, if I keep walking around I can find a clearer perspective.

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

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

My faith exists because God met me in suffering and doubt.

Living life here can make us homesick for a home beyond here.

Perfectionism is a jealous consumption. The only way to correct perfectionism is to crucify it.

Grief and joy can coexist.

Wherever you are, stop and drop to the ground and look. Notice. See.

Jesus offers us living water to quench our thirst for love.