There have been many days in the last year that I’ve felt wholly unworthy of a ministry. Whether I was scared, confused, offended, hurt, bewildered, or just plain broken, I questioned my value to God’s kingdom. Why have you chosen me for anything, God?More than once I’ve been just a girl, standing in front of my God, asking Him, are you sure? His answers have come through Scripture, through the ... View Post
10 SIMPLE SUMMERTIME SOLUTIONS TO A DEEPER FAITH
Summer is a crazy season of sunning and running, right? We go from beach to pool (if we're lucky), or we're toting the winter coat to our freezing office space and dreaming about going from the beach to the pool. The kids are out of school and we're either loving all this homework-free time or we're crying over the piles of junk they leave in every room they occupy. But despite all the sunshine ... View Post
When Jesus Came to Christmas
We are gathered in the quiet early morning amidst twinkles and tinsel. My boys are running in elated circles as I drink my coffee with half-opened eyes and gift tape still stuck to my pajamas from late-night wrapping. What would Christmas morning be like without coffee? I wonder. And then I take another sip. Because clearly that’s the question of a woman who hasn’t had enough caffeine. The boys ... View Post
Waiting on the Promise
Have you ever felt as though God has given you a promise? I’m talking about a whisper in your spirit, a prophecy, or a vision so incredible and fleeting you think surely you’ve been drinking too many lattes. I have. September of 2016 marked the beginning of a season of great communication and whispered promises between the Lord and me. It began with an entertainment fast (that means no TV or ... View Post
The Gift of Faith (How to Receive It)
After Noah’s injury as an infant, seizures ravaged his body for over a year. On his worst day he had 32; I remember not only because it was the highest number we’d seen but because the day before had been nearly perfect as we let him splash in the kiddie pool for the first time. After nearly a dozen medications failed him, desperation pushed us into action, and we started Noah on the Ketogenic ... View Post
When Parenting Faith Gets Messy
Sometime parenting faith can be messy. Last night I consoled my seven-year-old son, Avry, as he cried, his face pink and moist, faith heavy on his heart. He’s at that age when he’s aware of death, and he’s developed a fear of losing his parents. My children have been exposed to a lot of death, as Mike’s family is large and they’ve lost several loved ones in the last two years. I, too, lost my ... View Post