Is it supposed to be so confusing?

If you've ever picked up a Bible, read a few passages, and quietly set it back down feeling confused or frustrated… you're not alone. Scripture can feel hard to understand. Some stories are complex. Some passages challenge our modern thinking. And sometimes we’re left wondering, "What...

What’s written on your heart?

My daughter had a difficult test coming up and spent several evenings studying. Remembering details and dates across a large amount of information was challenging. As I encouraged her to break it down into smaller pieces, I suggested she write out the hardest facts. Taking pen to...

When the world rests

The view outside my window is blanketed in white. Schools and businesses are closed, and for once, there’s no reason to rush out of our cocoon. This pause feels like a gift - white space to rest without guilt when the world itself slows down. Rest is...

What voice is louder?

Looking right at me, she said, “Would you mind speaking at our next meeting?” I inhaled sharply. There was no way she could know about the tongue-tied, sweaty ball of nerves I became when speaking in front of an audience. It hadn’t always been this way. In school,...

Maybe it’s time to start

“What in the world?” I said to myself as a careless, judgmental thought crossed my mind. It wasn’t just a one-time reaction - it had become a pattern I was slowly beginning to recognize. Sarcastic and cynical jabs toward people and situations were creeping into my...

Did You Bring Popcorn?

Sitting down in the velvety theater seat, I balanced my popcorn on my lap and slid my drink into the cupholder. The lights dimmed, and I settled in, ready for the adventure to begin. With a racing heart, I sat on the edge of my seat,...

What’s at Your Feet?

There’s no denying that I love autumn. Snuggly sweaters, cool temperatures, wood fires burning, and crisp leaves make my heart happy. Peak foliage season has arrived here in Virginia, and driving along country roads has been breathtaking. On recent walks through my neighborhood, I’ve been noticing...

Facing Battles You Can’t See?

Driving through my neighborhood, I’m always a little surprised at how early the fascination with the creepy and macabre begins. Reapers, witches, graveyards, and ten-foot skeletons pop up in yards long before the leaves even start to change. I understand that many people enjoy decorating for...