"Should I just ... throw it away?"

"Justification" may sound as legal as wrought iron, but it symbolizes a soft pillow on which we can rest—or a gentle yoke shared by Another.

That same God who heard your prayers for your children when they were small still hears them.

Our fixation on self turns outward in an ugly manifestation of our inner workings, causing harsh appraisal of others. This is not of God.

The past year's reading has proven once again how much I love a story of transformation, of growth, of learning.

Your arm is not too short to save, nor your ear too deaf to hear. You hear the sinner's plea for help and swiftly You draw near.

Lauren is so thankful she's not where she used to be. But while at a flea market, of all places, she is startled by a Christmas discovery.

Your praise doesn't have to be exuberant, as if you still didn't have questions. God is still worthy of praise, even hard praise.

Like pink aluminum Christmas trees, contemporary Christmas songs seemed so far from celebrating the birth of our Savior!

God says from His throne: 'These words are faithful and true; Now hear, and now live."

This time, I read the “potter and clay” verses in Jeremiah in their full context, sensing that I was missing something.

It is scandalous, unfair, abominable, unimaginable, that a sinner could just be free, that forgiveness could just be sprinkled like fairy du

In the days after the Presidential election, let’s turn off the news and focus on four powerful truths from Jude’s letter.

My strength is draining, my courage waning, I find myself whining, and calling for You.

From soil soaked by tears, God can cultivate healing, goodness, and beauty—even if our broken hearts can't see it right away.

I travel a road between right and left, red or blue, no or yes.

There comes a time when preserving our relationship with others must trump our desire to have control.

Learn from me and my self-righteous, disastrous lyric interpretations. We need to stop taking ourselves so seriously.

The night before the excursion I allowed every terrible possible scenario to play out in my head. What if I had done this instead?

We know the answer is Jesus, and we come to him—to ask our questions, to intercede for others. And yet our flesh needs evidence, proof.