There’s a passage of Scripture in John 20 that always makes me laugh. It’s when Mary goes to tell Simon Peter and John that the stone on the tomb had been removed, and verses 3-4 say, “So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. Both were running, but the other disciple outran Peter and reached the tomb first.”Continue reading “Love Outruns”
“How do you like your water?”
Personally, I prefer mine cold instead of room temperature, with crushed ice instead of big cubes, and I like it in a glass instead of a bottle. However, after finishing a run or a challenging workout, nothing tastes better than water. And if you hand me a room temperature bottle of water with no ice, I will accept it gratefully, because I need it.
The truth is I need water to survive, but sometimes I forget just how much I need it and I start to get picky about how I want it.
And I want to talk about how easy it is to do the same thing with God. To get so comfortable in our lives and in our walk that we start choosing how we want Him, when we want Him, and how much of Him we want. We still need Him, but we stop recognizing our need for Him.Continue reading “Does Your Soul Thirst?”
If you are a Christian girl or woman who is struggling—or has struggled—with guilt, shame, identity, or addiction, then this letter was written specifically for you. I believe that testimonies break chains. Scripture says we defeat the enemy by the blood of the lamb and the power of our testimony (Revelation 12:11). So, I pray that my testimony can be an encouragement and a blessing. If nothing else, know that regardless of the nature of your struggle, you are not alone and shame is a chain that doesn’t belong on your shoulders.Continue reading “An Open (Honest) Letter to Christian Girls”
A boat doesn’t sink because of the stormy waters around it, but because of the water that gets inside. It’s not about what’s around you. It’s about what’s within you.
Over the past month, I’ve had a lot of emotions trying to take root in my heart. Hurt. Anger. Bitterness. Frustration. Sadness. All of those emotions began fueling what felt like a hurricane in my soul. A raging storm that wanted to drown me in hopelessness. But a few months ago, the Lord asked me to draw a line in the sand and refuse to ever call any situation, person, or relationship hopeless when speaking to the God of Hope.
So, instead of giving in to the storm, I began feeding my peace.Continue reading “Peace. Be Still.”
I am the one He loves.
I regularly remind myself of God’s love for me because it is the only thing that gives me the confidence and boldness to do everything He’s called me to do.
I feel like I’m good company because I’m reminded of John, who called himself, “the disciple that Jesus loves.” I sometimes wonder if John believed—the same way I do—that receiving the love of God is often the beginning of everything you will ever do for the Kingdom of God. After all, we love because He first loved us.Continue reading “The One He Loves”