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How a Broken Mirror Broke My Illusion of Control
I recently wrote about why letting go of control and giving it to God is difficult. I wrote that piece to explore the connection between our understanding of God’s character and our ability…
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How I Learned My Testimony Isn’t About Me
I’m delighted to share the story of how I came to know Jesus over at the Heart of Flesh Literary Journal. With this story, I hope to communicate the message of the gospel.…
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Seeing God at Work in the “I Don’t Know”s
More and more it seems that piping up with an “I don’t know” or a “Can I ask about…” requires courage. Somewhere along the way, I began to equate seeing God and recognizing…
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Nourish Your Soul: Staying in the Present Moment
Autumn stirs up memories. The crisp air and flurry of back-to-school activities cause me to remember moments I don’t think about during the other three seasons. It brings me back to a time…
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How to Cling to Peace in the Midst of Unmet Expectations
Last Sunday our family of four loaded up the car with scooters, bikes, and helmets. We drove to the nearest park eager to soak up some sunshine after enduring a week of freezing,…
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Three Ways to Restore Our Eternal Perspective
In American culture, it’s a widely accepted idea that possessions grow to fill the space available, however small or big our homes may be (and then they sometimes grow more into the overflow…
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To Review or Not to Review? How to Know if Monthly or Yearly Reflection is Worth Your Time
I’m the type that writes thoughts on sticky notes. I scribble down an idea in a notebook, and it becomes the only notebook I can’t find in the house. It’s how I operate…
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Words Matter and the Definition of This One Can Set You Free
My first job out of college was as a systems engineer for the Department of Defense. One of my projects involved working with a team to select a winning contract proposal. I worked…
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Becoming a Biblical Homemaker: A Gospel Perspective of Home
Mosquitoes buzz nearby. Sweat rolls down my spine. Cicadas in the trees provide background music. The afternoon sun beats down while our children nap lazily in their air-conditioned bedrooms. Making use of these…
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The Gift of Smallness and the Path to Peace
Six months ago I drove past a nursing home. As I slowed to a stop at a red light, I glanced up at the five-story building. In the dark of the night, I…
