February 4 marks one of the most momentous days of my life. It’s the day I became a mother.
Even though my son is now a grown man, I still remember the enormous joy, the weighty responsibility, and the overwhelming love that poured from every pore of my body when they laid that bundle of sweetness on my chest. Read more…
I’m writing over at Proverbs 31 Ministries tomorrow and thought you might enjoy this too.
Have you ever felt invisible—like your name lingered at the bottom of the list unspoken… unnoticed…as if you were standing in the background while others were called forward?
Have you ever wondered if you were somehow missed—overlooked in the choosing, forgotten in the moment that mattered? Read more…
Sometimes God reveals the majestic in the mundane. For me it was a cup of coffee. A rocking chair. A calm canal…
The sea breeze untangled the knots from my weary nerves as a choir of birds sang revelry to greet the day. Myrtle bushes bursting with fuchsia blossoms splashed vibrant color across the sandy landscape, while the occasional jumping fish performed acrobatic feats for an audience of One. Read more…
Hi friends, did you know I have been writing devotions for over 25 years! So I’m changing it up a bit. Starting April, 2026, my devotions will release on the first and third Tuesdays of every month, rather than weekly. Thank you for sharing them with your friends and encouraging them to sign up! It means the world to me! Read more…
He ironed. I watched.
I stood in the door frame of my guest room, watching my nephew Jonathan iron the wrinkles out of his crumpled shirt and the creases out of his crumpled heart. He’d stopped by for a visit on his way to a wedding in my hometown, and his clothes were a mess. He ironed and talked. Read more…
I received a letter the other day. Oh, it didn’t have a stamp in the right-hand corner or even a return address in the left. But I knew exactly where it came from and there was no doubt who had sent it. The letter was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, had brown shoulder length hair, and was sent by God. Read more…
Have you ever asked, “God, what do you want from me?” I have. And then I delved into Jesus’ conversation with the Samaritan woman He met at a well and realized I had been asking the wrong question altogether. Pull up a seat and let’s listen in.
This woman had been cast aside by five different husbands and was now living with a man who was not her husband. Read more…
Aren’t you glad that God refers to the Church as the Bride of Christ? I once asked my husband what images came to mind when he reads God’s description of the Church as the Bride of Christ. He gave me a strange look and said, “None, really.”
I’ll admit, I can’t picture Steve walking down the aisle in a flowing wedding gown. Read more…
I was in college when I first eyed my husband. He was sitting on the floor at a friend’s Bible study gathering with his back against the wall, dressed in scruffy jeans and a red flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled halfway up his muscular forearms. His thick brown hair and chocolate-brown eyes left me weak in the knees.
And the best part was that this handsome hunk of a man had a tattered Bible in his lap. Read more…
When I was six years old, I skipped off to school with a new box of crayons, a Swiss-polka-dotted dress, and fresh hope that I would be smart. But first grade only confirmed my greatest fear. I was “not enough.”
As soon as my first-grade teacher held up that initial spelling flashcard, I knew I was in trouble. Read more…