Driving through North Carolina, the simple words on the billboard brought my racing mind to a halt. Now, twenty-four hours home, I can’t seem to shake them. “Hope is a practice that saves my life every day.” I don’t know what business or organization the billboard promoted, but...
I was lonely. It was hard to admit, but I couldn't ignore that was the painful source of my challenge. Spending my days caring for my young son and newborn daughter were what I had wanted for years. But one day while sitting in a sea of toddler toys playing with...
“Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty- three...
The water was uncharacteristically calm, glistening under the noonday sun. The sunfish sailboat my boyfriend and now husband, Rob, paddled out into the middle of the lake sat stagnant. He had hoped to impress me with his sailing skills, but instead he cleated the sail and climbed...
Today we wanted to take a minute and tell you why we share stories. Life is a collection of stories. The ones we live. The ones we wish were ours. The ones we escape into for entertainment. The ones that others tell us we should embrace. The ones we tell...
This spring may you intentionally slow down, focus your heart on truth, and root your life in hope! Download and enjoy one of our free spring wallpapers reminding you of the Good Shepherd this season. 2 Designs to choose from. Right click and save the image, OR click the...
"It must be snail season," I thought as I almost stepped on my third snail this week. While I don't think we have a snail season in Virginia, I do notice more snails on my walks in March and April. With the warmer temperatures and rainy...
“Dig a little deeper. You’re almost there.” My oldest son encouraged his younger brother. The boys sat across from each other on the bank of the river. Each brother had his arm elbow-deep in the sand. “We did it!” shouted my youngest son as he grabbed his brother’s...
To a guest in our home, it is simply a plain gray chair in the corner. A chair situated by the window with an old, faded 'Home Sweet Home' pillow. Uninviting and unimpressive. To me, the chair is where I meet Jesus before the sun rises each...