Pain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.

Jesus often calls us to risk. He asks us to be vulnerable, to be authentic, so others can see Him in and through us.

Because the culture we breathe and work in rushes against rest. It equates our worth with production and wealth and fame. The more we work toward those goals, the more society assigns us worth.

God's heart…is not that we escape our lot, but that we learn to thrive in the midst of it.

Our task shouldn't be punishing the villains in our lives, but enlarging the God who heals us from all wounds.

Worry is a weighty monster with poisoned tentacles. It clutches at us, grabs at our minds, steals our breath, our will. It lurks. It pounces. It colors how we perceive the world.

We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in the darkness.