“DON’T LICK THAT!” I shrieked in a strained, unfamiliar voice. My one-year-old daughter put the dirty spatula in her mouth anyway,...

My Dad was in New York City on September 11th, 2001. This was my lesson on hope in the hours where we wondered if he would be coming...

My need for control reared it’s ugly head and I was swallowed with worry. But God, in his sovereign grace and kindness, carried me through.

Our darkest times are when God puts us in the fire, reforms us, and brings us out holier, stronger, and more like himself.