Growing up, a lesson my parents taught me over and over again was “think before you speak.” Emotion-driven and selfishly seeking to be heard over others, there was a reason this was a constant point of discipline for me. ...

I’m very farsighted. Without my glasses or contacts, I can read a faraway billboard, but not a book right in front of me. I got my first pair of glasses around the time I took my first steps. It’s been a long series of “eye-opening”...

I have a good friend who decorated her dorm room in college with all kinds of things: pictures, paintings, dream catchers, a Relient K poster, quotes and Bible verses. One particular thing stood out to me, though. It was a sheet of paper attached to...

I have always loved productivity and have no doubt that I’ve been type-A my entire life. Case in point: as a young girl, I would go to my friends’ houses and clean their rooms while we “played”. Productivity was always bound up in my idea...

“I just need to see if you’re crazy.” A friend of mine said this to me one day as we were setting up a time to discuss what was going on in my life. ...

Is it July already? It seems like it was just a few days ago that a brand new year arrived and I was spending time looking back over 2017, taking stock of where I saw spiritual growth and, sadly, where I saw struggle with sin....

There are two types of dressing rooms in this world. The first, my favorite type of dressing rooms, are the ones with comfy chairs and trendy wall decorations and lighting dim enough to shadow the price tag and mirrors that somehow magically make me look...

At this point, three months have passed since the Shame conference that was held at Grace Church. And I am just now able to start articulating what God revealed to me during those days and weeks following. ...

Am I trusting in the promises declared to me in His word or am I placing trust in my ability to control and make sense of my world?...

My past, my shame, my guilt, my pain: that all too familiar voice in my head. Shame consumed me for the first half of my life. It felt, at times, like I was in a dark hole, bound in chains, unable to find my way...

I have recently noticed that on the familiar drive south to my hometown in Georgia, my spirit is literally nourished by the views....

When I was young there was a popular commercial about razors on TV. It featured men and women going about their usual way of daily shaving, when all of a sudden— Gotcha! —the razor would cut them, and they would wince in visible, marked pain....