Gods looks like Jesus. And that changes everything.
I hate waiting. My skin crawled with impatience in the coffee line this morning, even though there was nowhere I needed to be. Sometimes this feeling is what keeps me from praying. It’s not God’s wise “no” to my prayers that I dread most. It’s that...
One of the most revolutionary discoveries of my life has been that God still speaks today. My life is different in so many ways, both big and small, because of very personal words that I believe God spoke to me. I don’t think I’m in any way special...
At least three times in my life, I’ve experienced seasons of particularly intense darkness. Two of these seasons were triggered by wrenching changes in circumstance. One fell seemingly without any external cause at all. I look back on these dark...
Gods looks like Jesus. And that changes everything.