Imagination has the power to cultivate empathy when we can picture ourselves inside someone else’s story or situation.
Celebration can be an act of worship and an act of hope and perhaps, in a way, an act of joyful rebellion against fear.
Jesus came for those who sit in the back row crying out, “Be merciful to me, a sinner.”
There is a future awaiting you where the memories of grief will pass.
When a moment of glee hits you over the goodness of God, TAKE IT. Just don’t take the credit for it.
We don’t have to like our circumstances, but we can choose to look for the unexpected gifts they may bring.
Creation itself speaks of God not only being present, but present in all of the intricate details of life.
So what do we do with that paradox, knowing we can have an impact but also knowing we are weak?
Each of us needs to hear the same message about our bodies, but for different reasons.
Incredibly, moments of doubt or confusion can be evidence of God at work in you, not His abandoning you.
God sees us individually, has good plans for us individually, and wants us to have a distinct name, purpose, and calling.
Faith is the prism we need to see hope when all seems lost, to survive the furnace of suffering, to grow despite the pain.
Struggles actually can advance us on the path of seeing beauty again and finding God and, for me, discovering who I really am.
Rest is where we place great faith in our great God.
Instead of looking down into the valley filled with enemy-armies, they looked up and sang praises to the God of angel-armies.
