A Broken Ankle and a Dark Pit.

I looked at my phone and saw a message come in through my family’s group chat. It was from my older sister. She had been in a position where her kiddos could reach her and one of them landed on her ankle. Now, if you don’t know the back story you’d probably be...

A Wedding to Remember

We scurried down the stairwell and waited for the guys to walk past. I saw the last pair of shoes walk forward. The hallway door opened, “Okay, you’re up!” I carefully made my way to the other set of sanctuary doors. The doors in front of me opened as the music...

Who Is Writing Your Story?

At the end of a sermon, I listened to a pastor give an invitation.  He said, “When will your story become His?” That struck me. To me that sounded like an invitation for everyone. Isn’t making His story our story an ongoing process? I know I wrestle with how God...

Life Lessons From Sparring

I suited up as I do semi-frequently on Tuesday nights. I put on my chest guard, boots, gloves, mouth piece and helmet. I got out on the the floor and warmed up with one of the 2nd degree black belts. It was sparring night. But this night left me with a picture that I...

Is Jesus Really Enough?

Today’s post is brought you by Stephanie Perry Brock. Over the past few years, although we have different lives, we’ve shared similar situations. We are very different from each other in personality and giftings, but we compliment each other. She’s...

Sitting In Silence

I’m back in the state where I lost my Dad. My family and I had to drive passed where my Dad’s accident was as we evacuated our home. We had time to board up our house, but we left everything behind except a few belongings. We have no idea what hurricane...