Are you wondering if God has forgotten about you? He hasn't. Not ever.
If God were to send you a message, I think He’d write something like the words in this note.
Pink Crocs and Everyday Confetti
Sometimes the most profound conversations happen in grocery store parking lots with five-year-old wearing pink Crocs. I was coming out of the store when I spotted this little guy and told him his shoes were pretty cool. Oh my goodness, did that open the floodgates. Out poured this delightful stream of consciousness about his blue sucker, those amazing pink Crocs with their tiny giraffe decorations, tomorrow’s promised new toy, how his baby brother was going to play with it too, and (announced with a squeal) “Tomorrow I’m
A Promise for Today
God has something good for you in today. This little community we’ve created here? It’s meant to be a soft place for your spirit. A breath of fresh air. A dose of encouragement when your heart needs it most. And sometimes, encouragement shows up simply as this: an honest nod that life can feel heavy. I wish I could peek into your world today, to understand what your days are holding. Maybe someone you love is hurting, and you’re carrying the weight of it through sleepless nights.
Live Like the Gate’s Open
I don’t remember where I saw the photo, but the moment it captured has stayed with me. The picture showed a big crowd of parade-watchers pressed onto a city sidewalk. Too many people in too little space. Right in the middle of it all was an older woman resting her arms on the street barrier. She was leaning forward into the scene, watching the parade go by. Smiling. Relaxing. Soaking it all in. Around her, everyone else was busy taking selfies. Posing. Finding the right light. Staring
A Summer Rhythm Refresher
Well, hi there! Summer rolled in like it owned the place, didn’t it? Sun blazing, birds chirping, and my ice cream melting faster than my plans to “be productive.” Being productive is my usual default. But these summer months? They invite a more fun, slightly adventurous spirit, right? I’m craving a sunshiny rhythm that keeps the business going but leaves plenty of time for ice cream runs, long walks, and a little daydreaming. You too? This morning I asked God, What does this season look like for
Psst….Got a Little Something for You!
You were on my mind when I created this. I’ve just finished a brand-new freebie called Reignite Your Spirit: A Jumpstart to Anticipating God’s Goodness, and I wanted you to have it right away … …before the laundry buzzes, the microwave beeps, and your to-do list notices you’ve been ignoring it. Because here’s the deal. Encouragement for your heart and nourishment for your soul matter just as much as anything else on your list. This short, hope-filled guide is for the days when your spirit feels a
Turning Down the Worry Volume
I have a love / not-so-much love relationship with certain verses in the Bible. I love the ones that remind me God knows my name. That He loves me. That He’s faithful — always. And then there are the others. The ones that gently (or not-so-gently) tug away my perceived right to whine, grumble, and fret. Like Matthew 6:34: …do not worry about tomorrow… Now part of me wishes Matthew had slipped in a little footnote: “Do not worry about tomorrow … unless things are extra messy
This Wasn’t in the Script
I laughed out loud during my Bible study this morning. And I contemplated body odor. Ah, yes. The Gospels never read as boring, do they? In John chapter 11, we read about the death of Lazarus. Jesus wasn’t just a spiritual teacher to Lazarus and his sisters, Mary and Martha. They were close friends. So when Lazarus got sick, his sisters sent word to Jesus. But Jesus didn’t arrive until four days after Lazarus had died. Four. Days. Now, Mary and Martha absolutely believed in Jesus. They
Healing From Life’s Deepest Hurts
My friend has written a powerful book. One that brings healing, encouragement, and a deep dose of hope. And I want you to know about it. Life’s deepest hurts can lead us to believe that nothing will be right again. That the pain won’t go away, and there’s no more hope. If you’ve ever been there, or if you’re there now, you are not alone. My friend Kim Haar knows all about deep hurts. And she wrote a book about it: In this raw and compassionate book,
Bologna, Butter, and the Beauty of Ordinary
My sisters and I spent last week walking the beach, lathering up with sunscreen like it was our part-time job, and letting the rhythm of the waves do their slow-down, soul-soothing work. One afternoon, while we were sunk low in our little beach chairs, feet buried in warm sand, sun visors tilted at just the right angle, Julie turned to me and said, “Wouldn’t a bologna sandwich taste good right now?” I hadn’t thought about bologna sandwiches in years. But just like that, I was transported back
Stuck in Aisle 7
Last week, I wrote about wandering in Aisle 7, remembering that God meets us in our circling, providing for every need. Forty years of tunics and sandals that never wore out in the desert? That’s something. (My favorite sweater barely survives one season without pilling.) Well, maybe you’re still wandering in Aisle 7. Or … perhaps you’ve traded the clingy hangers and fluorescent lights of the clothing section for crowded shelves and squeaky grocery carts. You’re not wandering this time, though. You’re stuck. Parked. Staring at the
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