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

As I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.

When we think of other people as our center and fulfillment, we live frustrated lives.

We may not understand the pathways God lays out before us. We may not even like walking the journey. But even in failure, we can trust that He’ll do more than we expect.

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

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

Dare to be brave today, and trust that when you extend your wings, you will fly.