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Encouragement for every season of lifeAlready, But Not Yet
Last semester, one of my professors came to class with a meditation around the idea of “already, but not yet.” I’ve never found an adequate one-liner that sums up all of Christianity, but this phrase intrigued me. Because it’s about the struggle, the in-between. It...
Is This Heaven?
“Lord, why do these children have to live like this?” I prayed as I stood in the dorm room of an orphanage in Kenya. My husband and I recently returned from a mission trip to Nairobi where we ministered to children both in church settings and in orphanages. At one...
The Stories that Matter Most
Last night I came across a woman’s story. She was sharing about some struggles she’s currently facing and what she’s doing to find joy, even in the midst of walking through hardships. And for whatever reason, her words were like rain after a long drought I didn’t even...
Chasing Sirens
Last week, on my way to my hair appointment I drove up on the remains of three car pile-up. It was obvious that it was a serious accident. I began to say a prayer for those involved and for those whose lives would be touched dramatically by this event. I've been...
When You Send the Wrong Message
It was a classic case of good intentions gone bad. I was 16, and it was my second year cheerleading. Our coach that year was new, and she had grand visions of a revitalizing a somewhat-neglected, not-always-considered-a-sport activity like cheerleading. With that in...
The Ugly Side of Parenting
We like to talk about the fun parts of parenting – the wonder of a baby’s tiny toes, the cute things our kids say or expressions they make, and how they snuggle up to us. But sometimes, if I’m honest, parenting can be ugly. I feel intensely vulnerable in acknowledging...
Edify, Uplift, and ENRICH!
Passion. Purpose. Placement. When we believe God has called us to a specific area in life, all we need to do is be faithful and obedient. When we proclaim faith and belief in God's calling in our life and his hand over our situations, it is a contradiction to hold...
Our Story of Autism
By the time my youngest son was three months old, I knew something was different. He didn't sleep like my first two children slept. He didn't respond to me like my first two children did. He stiffened his body when I held him. (I held him anyway.) He didn't look at me...
The Power of Touch
When Jesus came down from the mountainside, large crowds followed him. A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, “Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.” Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man. “I am willing,” he said. “Be clean!”...
God-Sized Dreams
Apparently I dream small. I didn’t really realize this until the “bucket list” movement really took off following the movie with the same title. While I’ve never seen the movie, the buzz it garnered was hard to ignore. One day, I spent an afternoon thinking about the...
