I stood still and stared at this sculpted masterpiece in New York City’s Battery Park this week. Something about it made me want to cry and something about it made…
When God moves, He moves. And I'm so very grateful for that--a little stuck, perhaps, but grateful just the same. Every woman in Scripture I've ever spoken about eventually comes to…
I was just seven years old when I heard the word epilogue for the very first time. I remember it so clearly because we were all at my great-grandparents’ house…
I was so proud of myself that I straightened my posture until I was a full six inches taller than normal. I was on my first Amazon River trip to…
Here's an easy way you and your kids can remember what Dod has done--on purpose! Build an altar! (I did this with our daughter and now you can, too!) To celebrate…
Why Speaking the Truth in Love Might Be the Same as a Tongue-Lashing
Ten years ago this month I stood on the kitchen chairs, sang, and did "The Chicken Dance" after seeing double lines darken on my Dollar Tree-brand pregnancy test. Two years earlier…
“What are you afraid of?” our small group leader asked one night.
“That once it’s all said and done,” I whispered, “no one will have heard my voice.”
