Hello my sweet friends, Lately, the old hymn “The Love of God” has been so heavy on my heart. It was written by Frederick M. Lehman in 1917, and if you have never read the story behind it, I would encourage you to. It is truly fascinating. One part of the song especially keeps coming back to me: “O love of God, how rich and pure!How measureless and strong!It shall forevermore endure—The saints’ and angels’ song.” What beautiful words. The writer describes God’s love as rich,

Feeling Unworthy of God’s Calling When the Holy Spirit began to show me things in my own heart, I realized something important… all of us have something in our past that we are not proud of. Maybe it is something only God knows about. Maybe it is something the enemy constantly reminds us of, making us question our ability to serve God and fulfill His purpose for our lives. When the Holy Spirit first put it on my heart to begin discipling and mentoring young women, I felt comp

Faithful Beginnings I have gone to church all my life. I was the person who was there every time the doors were open. I heard about Jesus from a young age, and I can remember walking the aisle more than once, responding to what I understood about following Him, though my faith would become deeply personal later. During my teen years, I made many poor choices and carried a lot of regret, but I am so thankful God has forgiven me. When Faith Became Personal In November of 1987,

God’s Protection in a Moment I’ll Never Forget Hello my sweet friend, I want to share a time in my life that was very dark and hard for me—but also a time when God’s hand was so clearly present. It began one night as my older daughter and I were driving home from a revival. I had moved into the right lane, and there was a transfer truck beside us. Suddenly, the truck came over into our lane. I remember I was singing to my daughter—because it was the only thing that would keep

A Prayer from a Young Heart I married at the age of 20. I remember praying and asking God for a home, children, and the ability to stay home with them one day. At the time, I had no idea how any of that would come together… but God did. When I Took Matters Into My Own Hands It’s funny how God works—because so many times, I simply couldn’t see it. I remember one season when we had to pay taxes, and I took it upon myself (yes… another moment of trying to take control) to figure

When Letting Go Feels So Hard Hello sweet friend, Are you new to empty nesting, or have you been here for a while like me? I want you to know something right from the start—I see you. And even more importantly, God sees you and hears you. When Everything Changes When my girls moved out, I felt completely lost. I didn’t know what my purpose was anymore. Yes, I was (and am) a believer, but I still felt helpless and alone. I cried many tears. For over ten years, I’ve been trying