When Tears Become Your Daily Bread
Have you ever had to give yourself a good talking-to? I have. Sometimes I can encourage someone else with wonderful reminders of God’s faithfulness, only to struggle to believe those
Things That Go Bump in the Night
Psalm 27:1 | A Halloween Devotional Have you ever been awakened in the middle of the night by a strange noise? Maybe it was a thump downstairs. Or a creak
When Betrayal Comes from Your Own Table
I’ve discovered that some of life’s deepest hurts don’t come from strangers. They come from people we trusted. It’s one thing to be criticized by someone who barely knows us.
I Asked God for a Calendar. He Gave Me a Rock.
I have often wished God would hand me a calendar—not just any calendar, but one with all the important dates filled in. I want to look ahead and see exactly
Living as Though Our Days Are Numbered
Have you ever looked back on something that once consumed your thoughts and wondered, Why did I spend so much time worrying about that? I have. I’ve lost sleep over
Some Things Don’t Have a Delete Button
(Note: The graphics are AI-generated.) Wouldn’t it be wonderful if life came with a delete button? I’ve written emails and text messages that I was grateful I could delete before
Don’t Fret, God Hasn’t Overlooked a Thing
(Note: The graphics are AI-generated.) I have never been particularly fond of waiting. I like answers, solutions, and plans. Truthfully, I prefer God to work according to my timeline. I
The World Is Broken, God Is Not
(Note: The Graphics are AI-generated.) Some days I wonder what in the world is happening to our world. I listen to the news, read the headlines, and watch people justify
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
(Note: The graphics are AI-generated.) An old expression comes to mind when our attempts to do good have gone terribly wrong: “No good deed goes unpunished.” Perhaps you’ve said it
It Tastes Like More
(Note: Graphics are AI-generated.) My father had a way of complimenting my mother’s cooking that always made me smile. Whenever she prepared a particularly delicious meal, he would say, “It
He Holds the Oceans and My Tomorrow
(Note: Graphics are AI-generated) I love standing at the ocean’s edge. Something is mesmerizing about watching the waves roll toward the shore, one after another. Sometimes they are gentle; other
When Hiding Isn’t Winning
(Note: AI generated the graphics.) When I was growing up, my neighborhood friends and I played a game called Manhunt. Perhaps you played it, too. The rules were simple. One