What do you do when you’ve done everything you know to do? When you’ve prayed and you’ve waited and you’ve worried and wondered—what’s...

You can’t do it alone. And unfortunately, you can have great friends, a supportive spouse and a tribe of like-minded Facebook followers...

Today I am welcoming my friend, Darla Grieco, to our chat. Darla and I became friends through an online conference and have become better...

We live in a broken world. It doesn’t take a genius to see the hurt and heartache all around us—some of which we inflict on ourselves and...

There are many times I have been unfaithful to God. I’ve wandered, questioned and even been silent when I should have spoken up. Like a...

I’m thankful for the unexpected surprises that God orchestrates. The surprise pregnancies after years of barrenness, the unexpected...

I am thankful God is there for the broken-hearted and lonely.

Ever been speechless? I’ve found myself there quite a bit lately. Because of my wiring (personality, enneagram, gifts, love languages—all...

Today I’m thankful for all those who work behind the scenes or that are often overlooked. The receptionist, the postal worker, the...

Nothing brings me quite the joy my family does. Today I’m thankful for the good days when everyone is getting along, healthy and happy....

We all love a feel-good story— The underdog gets the cute girl. The man in the wheelchair wins the race. The sick person rebounds. The...

Forgiveness is freeing. As one who has been forgiven—by God, others and even myself—I know the freedom that comes from forgiveness. I...

The job requirement was a mix of something like this: Be super fun, super energetic, plan your own schedule but be sure it includes...

It can happen in an instant: A job loss. A car accident. A wayward child. A cheating spouse. A presidential election. And poof! Our peace...

I was about 13 years old when my grandfather on my dad’s side passed away. That was probably my first recollection of death in my family....

It was Christmastime, 2009. My daughter was seven years old. Her blonde curls framed her porcelain complexion as she pranced through the...

I was newly married, living in a cinder block apartment—the harsh reality of married housing on our college campus. Rent was $200 a...

I watched as she was judged for her inexperience. I watched as older women critiqued her choices—the good ones, the bad ones and the ones...

I watched as cars began lining up on the street in front of our house. The day we had waited for was finally here. A day of celebration....