Uncertain of when I’d see her again, I wrapped my arms a little tighter as I said goodbye—three years had passed since we last rehearsed this scene. Years separate our visits, but each plays out the same - warm embraces, soul-refreshing conversations, laughter, and tears, followed...
Before the summer gets away from us and we trade slower mornings and longer days for backpacks and cooler evenings, Cari and I wanted to take a quick break and share with you a few of our favorite summer things. I know some of you may...
#3 Tip for LIFE: Live Truth L.I.F.E.: Living Intentionally and Focusing Eternally Her words echoed in my head as I tried to hold back my tears. She didn't know I had overheard her speaking disparagingly about me. How could someone be so hurtful? What should I do with this...
#1 Tip for LIFE: Know Truth L.I.F.E.: Living Intentionally and Focusing Eternally Cari recently sent me a screenshot of a social media post from a reputable source featuring a quote from someone carrying the title of pastor. I say "carrying the title" because after comparing the words with...
"You're awfully quiet tonight," my friend said from across the table as we waited for our Thursday night Bible study to begin. He was used to me teaching and helping with events like this one—and even as a participant, I’m rarely short on words. But this evening was...
If you had asked Cari and me three years ago what we were doing with LIFEstory, our answer would have been simple. We felt God calling us to share encouragement and hope through one email each week. Each message would begin with a story and point back...
Startled awake by yet another nightmare, my body jolts into alertness. Each night, my subconscious paints vivid images, and my body wrestles as if they are real. My heart races. Sleep feels impossible. I yearn to feel safe. When my flesh feels far from God's promises, I...
Yesterday’s motivation and energy stared back at me from the long list of ideas sitting on my table. I had worked late into the evening the night before. And with each completed task, I added another—writing them down so I wouldn’t forget by morning. But when morning...
Under the veil of darkness, a predator walked my path. Hunting, prowling - leaving his mark with every step. A path I walked daily, blissfully unaware of his presence. This morning, the sunlight revealed his footprints. The size of the prints made me pause and ponder, "What else am...