There are seasons in life when storms seem relentless and sunny days feel uncertain or fleeting

Why did I say that? Like, really! What possesses me to say out loud the critique my brain gives while someone is just trying to connect with me? Why am I so critical? I don’t know if everyone struggles with this, but I do. In group settings, even one-on-one with my husband or children, I sometimes get so anxious that my thoughts trip over themselves. My tongue gets heavy, and instead of saying something thoughtful, I rush in with something quick, awkward, and often unnece

Stories of triumph from the Bible often resonate with many of us because we, too, have or will overcome.

This is a poem about learning to call on God as a Father.

The best is yet to be. While kind, it is full of hope. Faith is a substance that fuels it, Though trials sometimes seem like a rope....

The statement that Jesus is the light of the world, like many verses in the Bible, is often described as a metaphorical representation of...

Though this soil is hard and not ripe, Though the earth we walk does not lend a hand. I fear not the doubt said by many, Their words...

John 16:33 “These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good...

I wade in waters that surround me, I slush through like a hunter in the forest. Though leaves fall by my side, though shivers reach my...

So, today it happened. The dreaded day of me overhearing my daughter sounding exactly like me in an argument. Now, tell me this six...

Look to the mountain on each side of you, This sin that, though not seen, can be felt. The grimy flesh that clouds my mind, Praise to the...