I also try to weigh my motives. Am I doing what I'm doing because it's what God desires, or because I'm afraid people will be disappointed if I don't?

She was drowning-in friendliness, in community-and she was starting to think she didn't want to get pulled out.

No matter where she went, God was her family. He was her hope.

But flowers feed our soul in a different way. They remind us of a God who creates beautiful things and takes notice of the tiniest detail

With God, it's possible to be content wherever we are, with whatever we have.

You don't want to look back at your years with regrets. Regrets have no place in your memory jar.

God made something special when He made you.