My heart in my throat, I prayed, crying out to the Lord for some of the precious ones that I love and the suffocating circumstances surrounding them. And as I prayed, I heard Him say, It’s okay to mourn. And … Read more
My eight-year-old sits at the piano bench in the nearby room. She has no idea the impact she has on me as she lifts her sweetest voice in spontaneous song to the Lord. I find myself arrested in an involuntary … Read more
I went to tuck my daughter in last night and as I laid beside her in her bed, what I thought would just be a kiss-goodnight turned into one of those precious exchanges—when my little girl would open and spill … Read more
I was young when I resolved to love the Lord with all my heart, soul, mind and strength. I was brave and my vision was clear of any fog that seems to settle without warning over the years. I made … Read more
I know the ache so well. It’s come more times than I can count – sometimes poignant, sometimes just with that lingering sigh beneath the movements of my day. Often it rises with the remorse over my tone with my kids – why … Read more
I left a conversation recently with that stinging emotion that I always try to avoid: I’d been misunderstood. Misread. Misinterpreted. Few things bother me more. One of the vey hardest things for the human heart is when we’re misunderstood. I’ve been … Read more
It was twenty years ago that I paced back-and-forth, alone in that field, waiting. Watching. Praying. Sometimes with tears. Sometimes with just the open spaces of quiet and stillness. I’d felt His invitation to come after Him — felt the … Read more