A few months ago, these words came to me from God & ever since then they have stuck around and resonated. My guilt doesn’t feed […]

When you think about spiritual disciplines, what comes to mind? For me, the actions of prayer and solitude, and the feelings of obligation and piety […]

What did the beginning of your final steps into sobriety look like? I had been thinking about my relationship with alcohol for a couple years. […]

  “I do not understand the mystery of grace–only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.”  […]

Dear God, We come to you and we ask you to really remove any doubt from the minds of those who are struggling to just […]

Dear God, Thank you for always providing. When we read the Bible, we know that you have written a book for us and that you […]

Dear God, I come to you today and ask for your grace when we think about being in the present moment and wanting to honor […]

Dear God, Thank you for supporting us through another week. We are so grateful for your light and your love. I just read a quote […]

I used to think there was one prescribed way to pray and if you didn’t do it that way, well you shouldn’t do it at […]

Some people will get mad at you for not being who they want you to be. One of the biggest forms of self-betrayal is living […]

Dear God, We come to you with a week’s worth of fear, exhaustion, joy, happiness, relief, and every other emotion. We ask that you bring […]

I saw this quote on Instagram last weekend: We can whisper prayers as we wash the dishes. We can focus our mind on God’s goodness […]

Ever hear that saying, the only way out is through? The only way we get to a similar place to that woman from my meeting is through being intentional about how we come at life.

There is nothing on this Earth that you do not watch over and knows exists. You can fathom our pain, but you cannot prevent it.

When we can see your acts of grace in between the next to do, when we look up instead of look down, we hold you as number one.

On my hardest nights I’d pinch the inside of my palm and I’d think to myself: I don’t know how, but you’ll do this. My tattoos are my external armor—one even says, “I don’t know how to do this, but something inside me does,” (a quote from my friend Lauren McKowen), but my gut is my internal armor.