"Road not Taken" by Robert Frost, 1916 ~ T WO  roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel bo...

Call it  sinister . Call it  dark . Call it  losing my mind  or  jinxing myself. Call it the  dark side. Call it whatever you want... ...

Catie, 36 years.  13, 140 days. Look around you.  See the holy, sacred moments. The spaces you never thought would be filled. The sile...

The last few months have brought a number of changes to our ministry and family, a significant one being our move from a private licensi...

I sat in the child welfare conference area beside friends for whom we had battled in prayer. Children for whom we had wept from our knee...

As it says in Proverbs 31, we rise to bless you. It’s one of the deep, aching longings of your heart, to hear those words rather than the ...

I swung my head around, dodging another flying shoe that left yet another mark of anger in the wall. I hate you. You're nothing like m...