I want to come home. I want to see goodness where I feel bitterness. I want joy where I feel pain. I want peace where I feel uncertainty. I want to belong where I feel disconnected. As hard and humbling as it will be, I want to come home.
I pray like an adult with a bulleted agenda instead of like a child who just wants to sit with her father.
Jesus desires for me to have good gifts, but ultimately, He cares more about my heart than my comfort.
Presence - not presents - is the true gift of Christmas.
"The world does not need more doctors. It needs more doctors that understand poetry."
We are truly, as Mat Kearney sings, one phone call, one text, one new devastating piece of information away from our knees.
I don't feel like I have enough as it is, so how the heck am I supposed to tithe?
When the chance for authentic service comes around, do we stop to help or do we pass it by?
If people aren’t happy with our best effort, there’s nothing that we can give that’s going to make them happy. And if we are not happy with the best effort that others give us, there's nothing that others can give us that's going to make us happy.
Nothing and no one can completely fill that God-shaped hole in our heart, not even our spouse. Learning to be satisfied alone is essential for a healthy, happy relationship.