When my sister shares a new business idea, my mental checklist starts filling up before she finishes talking. Colossians 4:5-6 is teaching me to lead with grace and let the salt wait its turn....  Read More

I set out on a walk across the ranch hoping to let my prayers wander. Somehow, they went in a straight line. Paul’s prayer from a prison cell in Colossians 4 has me wondering what faithful prayer migh...  Read More

A late-night correction to the Sunday program made me bristle, and I had to face how much I didn’t want to be the one who needed it. A reflection on Colossians 3:18–4:1, John Wesley’s last letter, and...  Read More

For years, I prayed for my grandmother to finally see me. In Mark 10, Jesus asks a blind man, "What do you want me to do for you?" His answer helped me understand what God had been doing in me all alo...  Read More

Before Mark and Audrey could finish our tech booth, I had to unplug everything I'd built with my own hands. What scared me wasn't the mess. It was trusting that putting it back together was still a go...  Read More

Not all drift feels like failure, sometimes it's just an inch you haven't noticed yet. This week I'm sharing the story of a coyote, a rifle that was quietly off, and what checking it taught me about t...  Read More

Not every decision comes with a clear right or wrong answer. This week I'm sharing the story of the choice that moved our family to Wyoming, and what it taught me about letting the peace of Christ rul...  Read More

Sunday morning, I kept the camera wide so Pastor Isaac stayed in the frame beside a man just 130 days into a new life. By the end of the week, I couldn't stop asking whether I make that same room for ...  Read More

My daughter's morning routine gives away something about my heart before I ever say a word. Colossians 3 is teaching me the difference between managing a reaction and letting Christ actually change it...  Read More

A brunch with a lifelong friend, 1,400 miles apart, and what it means to set your heart on something that doesn't move when circumstances do....  Read More

I had a leather-bound Bible with my name in gold letters and a color-coding system all my own. I loved being the girl who carried it everywhere. This is the story of what happened when I finally asked...  Read More

I didn't decide to stop reading my Bible this summer. I just let it slide, a little more each week, until getting back into it was harder than staying consistent ever was. A reflection on Pastor Isaac...  Read More