Submission with a dash of stubborn faith is my recipe this Thanksgiving.

So many of my thoughts and so much of my time are caught up in things that are important to the culture around me, but they aren't things that will matter in eternity.

What am I willing to die for? What can I daily die to?

My seasons have been changing. I find that in this shift, I need reminders of who I am. I'm hoping this reminder from David's life speaks...

“Don’t fret or worry” Yeah, that gets me every time too. “Instead of worrying, pray.” I love how Paul gets right to the point, short and...

Planting seeds inevitably changes my feelings about rain.