Asking me to be still with Jesus is like telling a dog to sit-and-stay in a squirrel sanctuary. I’m just not wired that way. For years I’ve felt like a second-class Christian, guilty for not being spiritual enough to rest in the presence of my creator. Having cancer didn’t help. You’d think it would as I was physically still, confined… View Post
My anger made me a walking, talking, ticking, time bomb. If God had shown up on my doorstep there was a distinct possibility I’d have punched His lights out. My anger wasn’t red hot and raging. More of a smoldering slow burn, built up over time, corroding my heart and soul, straining our relationship. Tick tock, tick tock. I was… View Post
You know I’m all about meeting you when life’s not fair so you can find more even when life hands you less, well, when my friend Kim discovered her perfect-in-every-way thriteen-year-old daughter was cutting, her life disintegrated. However, it was through this LESS that she ultimately found freedom and so much MORE than she could ever imagine. She admits it… View Post
We needed an answer. We really needed an answer; yes or no. Should we or should we not move our family to Charlotte, NC, to plant a church? Surely God would tell us? He was the whole reason we were even thinking of going in the first place. So I prayed for a revelation. I even prayed He’d send an out… View Post
My friend Maria was told her son Gideon wouldn’t live more than a few minutes if he survived his own birth, and she was terrified. She knew what the bible said, that God draws near to the brokenhearted, but had no idea how He would do it until she and her family lost this tiny baby boy. I’m thrilled you get to… View Post