It might surprise you, and it might be hard to believe. But chances are—99.9% of the time, it's true.

We all want to know our purpose.  We yearn to know that our lives count for something, and we long to discover just what that something is.  The question is how.  How do you know what your calling is?

Jesus doesn’t withhold His love until we make a change.  He loves us where we are, and His love itself provokes in us change.

When we choose to be intentional about pouring love and kindness into others, not only are we filling their heart-buckets, we are also enabling them to fill the heart-buckets of those around them.

Zooming out beyond the borders of those pretty little squares to share what goes into my time with God.

For anyone who’s ever felt small after scrolling social media, or like someone else’s success was a sucker punch in the gut.

When it comes to generosity, God calls us to be obedient to Him, He doesn’t call us to control the outcome of that generosity.

Beauty comes when we’re brave enough to enter in and feel our longings fully, allowing them to press us into the heart of our one true Hope.

If you’re ever discouraged with where you’re at, I encourage you to take a look at where you started.  Then, take it a step further and look at where those who came before you started—recognizing that God’s faithfulness in any of our lives as individuals is only part of the equation. 

Allowing ourselves to be seen not as we should be, but as we are, is a choice that takes courage.

Have you ever looked at someone who is completely on fire for God, and wondered how they sustain such fervor?  One thing is certain—fire and fervor don't happen by accident, and neither does fruit.  These are always cultivated by practices, through the intentionality of those who bear them.

As Christians, how can we be a part of culture while still making sure it's not doing more to influence us than we are to influence it?

I find safety in “supposed to”—with a script to stick to, there’s less chance I’ll say or do the wrong thing.  But maybe what I'm "supposed to" do isn't actually what I'm supposed to do.

God created community to be a place where brokenness is shared, pain is held, vulnerability is rediscovered, life is spoken, chains are broken, and belonging is found.  But that will only happen if we slow down and show up.

Unfortunately it’s much easier to recognize a spiritual attack once it’s subsided.  Satan is most successful when he can paralyze us, yet blind us to the possibility of thinking it could be him who’s at work.

It’s so easy to get caught up with those around us, using them as our measuring sticks telling us where we should be in life, or who we should be in life.

When it comes to following God’s will, it’s easy to remain paralyzed because we are so fearful of making the wrong decision. But what if He’s waiting for us to simply make a move?

One of my absolute favorite Jesus stories—wine not give it a read.

Yes, God is good, but is He good…to me?  This question revealed a heart in need of a fundamental shift.

Because re-entering the memories we'd rather forget is the only way they can be rewritten, and redeemed.