Love dares us to change our way of caring about each other–and ourselves–under pressure.
Celebrate Jesus’ death with as much joy as his birth!
Taste and see that the Lord is good.
In all the crowd, noise, jostling, and distraction, Jesus noticed the woman who barely touched him. He notices you, too.
You don’t have to make your heart fancy and perfect before you give it to God. He loved you first anyway!
If I brushed my daughter’s hair every day, it wouldn’t hurt so much to brush; if I spent time with God every day, it wouldn’t hurt so much to live.
I don’t usually make New Year’s resolutions, but when I do, it’s about progress, not perfection.
‘Tis the season to be shopping! The holidays may look a little different this year, but the rush to buy the perfect gift for everyone on your list is the same as ever. And while it’s fun and easy to get swept up in the whirlwind of deals and doorbusters, we need to remember that …
If you read my daughter a story, she’s going to sit on you. It’s just a fact. In preschool circle time, she’d crawl into the teacher’s lap in defiance of all propriety. At home, she insists on cramming into the recliner alongside me, wedging into my armpit as I read, and I frequently find her …
Vote! But do it with His heart.