To The Untamed Heart.

For the first time in thirty something years, I have been breaking out. If I’m being honest, by this point in life I thought I had escaped unscathed, never having passed through the acne teenage years, and forsake never thinking my time would come in adulthood. I’m also officially in…

“‘Oh, no,’ said Dr. Dorian. ‘I don’t understand it. But for that matter I don’t understand how a spider learned to spin a web in the first place. When the words appeared, everyone said they were a miracle. But nobody pointed out that the web itself is a miracle.’” -E.B.…

It’s January and the pumpkin patches are still rotting, adding to the difficulty of figuring out what season we are actually living in these days in northeast Ohio. The trees are bare, save some straggling leaves still in denial they’re dead, holding on until something breaks their grasp for them. There’s…

I’m blue. It’s what I tell him when I’m cupping sorrow, known or unknown. The black clouds hovering a little lower, the clouds full of moisture, and there is just no more room to hold anything. Ironically, the feeling is hollow. Vacant. When we first got married, I might have…

When I was at a worship night a couple years ago, one of the speakers came off the stage for spontaneous prayer, speaking and praying over me to be faithful in this season and reminded me that the Father is slow to anger- compassionate on the season with the littles…

I couldn’t get the first day of passover right this year to save my life. I mean truly, if I were one of those Israelites or the Lord’s salvation depended on my participation on the very date, I would be good as dead. I’ve wanted to partake in a biblical…