Jesus spoke life-altering words, but He backed them up with redemptive action—not only on the cross but through the way He loved people.
I was also acutely aware of the fact that eyes were on me at all times.
For years I relied on the power of “niceness.”
If only we would stop listening to our measuring sticks and scales and start listening to our promises.
Marriage is never an accomplishment to be proud of but a miracle to give thanks for.
I am a complete version of me because no willpower or positive thinking or bootstrap mentality will ever complete what grace has already done.
Giving freely, when done in the context of the other practices, has a way of binding hearts, because it is done out of seeing and knowing the person right in front of us.
The highlight reel of even the very best earthbound stories will pale in comparison to our resurrected future.
We are not failures, not un-beautiful, not unworthy after all.
It starts with us—ordinary, regular us—taking one step, then two, and then a hundred small steps in an intentional direction.
Will I trust God and His promises, power, wisdom, and love, or will I proudly turn to my own resources to manage my life?
Just because God does not remove the thorn doesn’t mean He’s not using it for our good and for His glory.
Authenticity means eliminating the gap between your inner belief and what you reveal to the outside world—in other words, letting your true self be seen.
Just as I personally had learned to trust Him as I walked through a season of grief, our family would learn to trust God during a season of need.
A flourishing human existence finds its source of power in God and is demonstrated through a life of love.
