Have you ever been lost? I mean really lost? Like deep, dark, terrifying, can’t go back type of lost? I recently heard someone refer to this as The Point of No Return…

Growing up on a farm with a decent amount of land, I didn't have many "neighbors." The family living next door was a far way off. So, my perspective of what makes someone a neighbor was largely shaped by my grandpa…

As I watched the rain continue to pour down, the more frustrated I became. It was the early morning, and I still had bedhead and bad breath. All I wanted was to get a few more minutes underneath the covers. Meg, our puppy, had different plans, which mostly involved running through the puddles and rolling around in the muddy grass… 

Ten. That's the number of unsolicited political text messages I received today...scratch that, eleven (no lie...my phone buzzed as I was typing these words). I'm not a campaign strategist, but I doubt the best approach to swaying an independent voter like myself is spamming their phone at all hours of the day and night. Rather than just blocking their numbers, which is a futile venture in itself, I have resorted to replying with snarky responses for my amusement…

What would it look like to create space for our hearts to begin to shift towards God’s heart and the little things that matter most? God has called us to cultivate the plot of land He has planted us on. This starts by investing and paying attention to the little things…

At first glance, we might look down at Peter’s suggestion of only forgiving someone seven times. However, in actuality, he was going beyond the religious duties expected of him. Rabbis of that time taught you only needed to forgive…

Is anybody else consumed with busyness? Unfortunately, everyone could probably raise their hand. We do our best to argue that this world and culture provide us more opportunities than ever to be busy, but ultimately it’s a choice…

If you’ve ever been called out by someone, you know the nervous “pit in your stomach” feeling it induces. During my school years, I would get called out for causing trouble with my friends or sneakily using my phone during class…

Prayer is this remarkable thing – a miracle that goes beyond simple communication…

Losing someone you love and care about is one of the most challenging experiences we will face. Whether it is a family member, a friend, or even a stranger who passes away, we all feel the weight when life is lost. What gives us hope is that Jesus was more than willing to enter into the pain of humanity…

Five loaves of bread and two fish are not very much food. That is the premise of this story. But if I had this much food before me, I could share it with a few friends; it’s more than I would need for just myself for a meal. How drastically different would this story be if I took it into my control to just share my five loaves of bread and two fish with a few people in my circle and let the story end there…

The last time we saw Jesus, He comforted His disciples, who were both fearful and seasick. The unsettledness of the seas echoed what was taking place inside their hearts. Jesus commanded the waves to lessen and the lighting and thunder ceased…

Amid the uncertainty, we often second guess and doubt God has our best interest at heart. Just like the disciples caught in the storm, we picture an indifferent God. We reason He has little concern for the circumstances we face. Worry forces us to drift towards questioning God and wondering if He cares…

John the Baptist was given the honor of baptizing Jesus. Stop for a moment and imagine what that experience must have been like for him. Most people would use that as leverage for any conversation, but not John…

God, will you speak to me? Lord, why are you so silent...why can't I hear your voice? 

Raise your hand if you've ever cried out in a moment of desperation and asked those questions…

Everything in life has turned into a competition. The activities I remember as a kid have become game shows, or now have trophies if you can do it better than everyone else. Even churches and faith have become a place of competition…

Our character is the most powerful currency we have to influence others. The fuel to love the difficult people in our lives comes from knowing we have been trusted with the integrity of His image and influence of His love…

With my wife working as a night nurse on the COVID floor of our local hospital, for me, social distancing began earlier than most. For what seemed like an eternity, my dining room table served as my makeshift office, which I shared with my two daughters, who were also distance learning…

I love road trips. They are not for everyone. The wear and tear of being in a car can be exhausting, but I am all for it. I have playlists for every occasion. I sing loud and animated the entire time. I love to go inside gas stations like I have all the money in the world and buy junk to get me to my destination…

I was the babysitting queen of our neighborhood when I was a teenager. About a dozen families hired me regularly. Most of the kids I sat for had no issues listening when I asked them to eat their dinner or clean up their toys. However, there was one little girl who did not like being told it was time for bed…