I’m not gonna lie. It is hard letting go.  Or maybe I should rephrase that.  It’s hard releasing.  In a few short weeks, too short, my...

This week, as I sat listening to our pastor talk about Jesus, THE king, being laid on the cross, beaten, bruised, battered, ridiculed, I...

It was my senior year in college. I was away student-teaching, but I was headed to a conference about an hour away. My old, beat-up red...

His little chocolate covered hands embraced my face. He looked into my eyes, and with his precious, innocent 4 year old voice said,...

The day is cold and overcast, so I have decided to use that to my advantage. I’ll make it cozy instead of dreary. So I begin to light the...

The night was a clear, starry night that had just enough chill in it to see your breath. No other light was visible except the Heavenly...

Love is a do. That simple thought has revolutionized my thinking.

There are times when God shows up so personally and intimately that He gives you His name, a name for you to know Him.

When the smoke cleared, I realized I had made it. No, WE had made it, my Jesus had carried me through.

The word "weapon" conjures up a variety of thoughts and feelings, especially in current times. But this weapon brings light to darkness.

We can focus on all of the uncertainties around us. OR, we can bank on what IS certain, and in that we find hope!