Healing follows faith; faith comes first. Oftentimes, we think it’s the other way around. We want to first see the healing—be it physical, mental, emotional, or spiritual. If we experience the healing, then that experience will grow our faith. That evidence will enable us to believe.

I was sitting in the midst of a women’s bible study, discussing the Old Testament, and one of the young women spoke up and said, “I wish God would act today the way He did with Israel.” Translation: I wish He would come in the form of a burning bush or part seas or bring water from a rock.

Let’s talk about quiet time. Or Jesus-time, solitude, prayer time, being in the Word, devotional time, whatever you prefer to call it. Maybe just hearing those words makes you cringe. Maybe you think of super early mornings long before the sun has risen, dedicated study time, and unnatural lengths of quietness.

You never know what may occur on a Sunday morning in house church. With nearly a dozen kiddos under the age of 10, there’s never a dull moment. From navigating hungry tummies, to overflowing toilets, to disagreements over who had the toy first, to all out dance parties, challenging Bible questions, and seeing their little arms lifted in worship, these are moments I wouldn’t trade for the world.

Grief is a messy thing. It’s not just a series of stages that we can succinctly move through and check the appropriate boxes as we do so. Oftentimes, our journey through grief looks equivalent to a colorful, crayon drawing of a two-year-old.

Every “good” testimony should point others back to Jesus. Our testimonies are an opportunity to share what He, and He alone, has so graciously done in our lives. Ultimately, our testimonies are about giving Him the glory, not drawing attention to ourselves.

I was driving along the interstate in brief, intermittent rain, when all of a sudden, out of seemingly nowhere, the heavens opened and a torrential wall of rain came down.

Let me introduce you to my inner tribe. These 3 strong, brilliant, compassionate, beautiful, courageous, wise women are all incredibly unique and have hearts that love Jesus.

By this point, you may have read the other blogs and have been thinking something along the lines of not a chance this is happening. She’s clearly not living in reality like the rest of us.

First things first. There is not a right or a wrong way to have rest time with God. Or quiet time. Or a getaway. Or a pursuit of Him. You can call it whatever you want to. We were all created uniquely, so our interaction and relationship with Him is all going to look different.

I LOVE talking about my rest time with God. Why? The short answer: because it’s life changing. And I have the utmost confidence it will be for you too!