The latest from my blog

Last night, standing beneath a canopy of stars, I began to feel anxious. It was all silly things, like the need to help my husband fix the brake line in his truck, or the fact that it was pushing 10 p.m., Simon wasn't home, and he had school in the morning. It was an...

I have found myself experiencing a range of emotions, most of them not good, leading up to this 2020 election. I don't know about you, but it sort-of feels like we're on the cusp of getting hit with a plague, I, for one, am hoping it washes over us, like the...

I have a confession: I think I tend to view God through an American lens. I am keenly aware that God is in-love with me! That He has the hairs of my head all numbered, and intricately handcrafted me in my mama's belly! I am overjoyed that He goes with me, throughout...

A friend was talking about Hosea last night, so when I retreated to my porch swing this morning, the book was on my mind. If you've never read it, it's sad and glorious all at the same time. It is a book about God's faithfulness, and His people's unfaithfulness. It's...

I stretched out on the black, shaggy rug spread across laminate flooring made to look like wood planks. For days I had been planning to have coffee with this dear sister, who was about to move from her apartment (which was about twenty-three steps from my driveway)...

I tried to get my words to come clear, above the choking tears that threatened to torrentially downpour out of my eye-spigots. It's a hard thing to communicate when you feel, deeply, as though your heart is splitting open as you speak. I was relating to the parable of...

*I know this is a lot. Please read all the way to the end! In Ancient Israel, the Lord set watchmen on the walls of the city. If any dangers were seen on the horizon, it was the watchman's job to warn the city. If they failed to warn the city, the blood of all who...

I just realized that, when I began writing this book (the one I've barely looked at since February), I knew there was too much pride involved, but also that the Lord was going to use the journey to demolish my pride (maybe not all of it, but at least a good bit). Boy,...

I don't post a lot of visions or dreams publicly. Partially, because I don't want to promote the idea that you can neglect your Bible and God will still speak to you (if you aren't grounded in the Word and are having dreams and visions, it's very possible that you are...

A friend just asked me the age old question, “How can a good God allow suffering?”  She asked it in slightly different words, but it was the same question it’s always been.  I have heard it asked a million times over.  Now, this friend has a right to...

"All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always,...

I am trying to read my Bible. I really am. But my brain won't sit still. It keeps running to the violence, the irony, the anguish of a black man, who loved the Lord, was known for being kind and helpful, and whose family now has to plan an unmerited funeral. And a...