There were signs, but my husband and I didn't recognize them. One by one the pieces melded together, shifting and moving until they were still enough for us to realize our son had been living with a nightmarish truth. The depression. The fear. The midnight phone call...

Perseverance has become a focal point in my life. For nearly two weeks I prayed over, tussled with, and returned again and again to the throne room.  Are you sure that's the word you have for me this year, Lord?  It is.  [bbctt tweet="Regardless of the call, the Lord...

Perseverance. Men and women trek across desolate terrain; their bodies indiscernible beneath layers of boots and coats while muscles scream in rebellion at the lack of oxygen. Fingers grow numb with cold and fatigue pulls on every limb, but the peak’s lofty silhouette...

The pitch and volume of voices seem more pronounced. I shush my son, and my husband’s brows knit together. “He wasn’t being loud,” Dave says. I mumble an apology, the fluttering in my chest like a butterfly trapped in a net waiting for release. This intrepid anxiety...

Come and Behold Him, a lovely Christmas devotional by Julie Lavender and Michelle Cox, was the perfect read to direct my thoughts heavenward as we enter the season. It's sweet, worshipful approach toward Christmas helps eliminate stress and reminds the reader of the...

We gathered beneath the morning sun, its shimmering light deceptive in the early autumn chill. Huddling beneath a makeshift shelter, November nipped at fingers as each woman considered the small rock nestled in her hands. Determined, I scrawled the words across the...