It's difficult at times to find Christian music with both good lyrics and a style that I like. I know I'm not the only one. I love Casting Crowns, Tenth Avenue North, and Lauren Daigle as much as any K-Love listener, but I sometimes want music that is more contemporary, folksy, ambient, or soothing. It's taken awhile to build this list,... Continue Reading →
I had forgotten how God had said I was loved and looked after. I had forgotten how God had brought me to the alter to say "I do" to my husband and then to the top of Pike's Peak in Colorado Springs where my breaths were short but I spoke a "thank you" prayer to my Savior.
If we only tell people that something is bad when it really depends on timing and circumstances, we only cripple them when suddenly that things is not "bad" anymore.
God is faithful and knows our hearts. He knows our self-doubts, our fears, and our hold-ups. God knows how our minds can mess us up over and over. But God never gives up.
If I took a pocket knife and cut through branches, I would see the cambium—green veins still carrying life.
To write is an act of worship. It is meditation and love. It tells lies to find truths. It takes secrets and makes them known.
I think we sometimes try to make others feel guilty for their joy. When we don’t see joy in our own lives, we begin talking down the joy others are experiencing.