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But our answers to all the raging questions of the day won’t be found in what we write: it will be found in how we open our doors.
You can sit in a mud hut in Africa, talking about God and feel like an outed fraud. The heat is unbearable. Dianah sits in a shaft of light from…
When girls have no choice — we have to make a choice to say yes to their worth, their voice, their rights.
We can be women who lift each other, love each other, belong to each other, women who fully receive each other, and deeply believe each other and always perceive dreams in each other.
When I long for nothing else, desire nothing else, hope for nothing else, but Jesus — I have everything I ever hoped for
When you look into the face of the Other, you see a reflection of the face of God. And we become the face of Hope.
Christmas proves it: Man may choose the path of least resistance — but God always chooses the paths of least likelihood.
Finding some peace is about living a life you don’t need to run from, but living a life you want to run into.
All there is to see is Jesus — for you to see Jesus in every person — and every person to see Jesus in you.
It’s worth risking wonder, because we can brave a culture of cynicism and outrage, but we can’t live in a culture devoid of wonder.
He came — because in all our pain, we don’t want some answers like we want a Someone.
Be grace warriors in the world — not great worriers about the world.
God calls you a saint based on your new birth in Christ, not because of your behavior.
What appeared to be Christ-centered was, at its core, self-centered.
God doesn’t work on our timetables — He works on hearts.
Let’s talk — I’d love for us to get to know each other…
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