Years ago, I stood to speak to my church family, feeling nervous and vulnerable yet certain I was doing what God wanted me to do. “Pasto...

  It started with a simple notebook and a pen. The earliest I remember consistently writing in a journal was summer of 1986. I had the oppor...

After stumbling through a year-long gauntlet of heartache and trouble, including the deaths of two loved ones, my spirit finally succumbed t...

  It all started in a dark season of unrelenting grief. I had experienced so many losses in such a short period of time; two beloved fur-kid...