It had been a long day, longer than usual. Yet another student had fallen ill at the discipleship training school I serve at … and it was far from pretty
poured-out life
True Devotion
I sat in a wing-back chair by the blazing fireplace, surrounded by friends on a Wednesday night; our weekly…
A Heart Like His
My four-year-old son, Jude, and two-year-old daughter, Jenesis, were thrilled to wake up on a frosty morning last…
Giving Joy Brings Joy
I stepped hesitantly out of the rented van, gazing uncertainly at the unfamiliar surroundings. The sweltering July…
Turning Outward
She extends her hand to the poor, Yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy … Strength and honor are her…
22: Living a Poured-Out Life
The poured-out life is not a calling for the Christian elite.
Building a Christ-Centered Identity
The aroma of pepperoni and cheese lingered in the air as my girlfriends and I tossed our paper plates into an overflowing garbage can and meandered into…
Calvary Love
One of the most powerful, convicting, and inspiring messages I’ve ever encountered is found in the pages of a little…
Eyes to See
As I drove down Main Street, the late hour and the quiet of our small town made it easy for me to ponder on the uncomfortable burden on my heart…