Teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom. Psalm 90: 12 My age is…
Let Me Be A Christian Woman
Some days I find being an evangelical, conservative woman exhausting and perplexing. Today’s secular narrative blows in my face through…
The Temptations of Forgetting God
American historian Arthur Schlesinger believes that “history is to a nation what memory is to a person.” He then adds…
The Un-Turned Jesus in Our Turned Living
April 10, 2021 marks three years since my sister died. I won’t pretend to love 2018. With its turn of…
A Culture Against Christ and a Display of His Worth
“Truly I tell you,” Jesus replied, “no one who has left home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children…
Impressions of Sexual Abuse
*In light of Ravi Zacharias’s surfaced sexual assaults, I wrote a piece with the abused women in mind. They remain…
Dream Big and Get to Work
When God calls us to surrender our lives to following Him, God is not calling us to small, insignificant, boring…
Lessons From My Seminary Days
I’m taking a class in seminary on Christian Apologetics. And I am reading about all these intelligent, eloquent, elaborate minds…
The Neighbor in the Harvest
Luke 10 opens with Jesus commissioning seventy-two missionaries to go proclaim the gospel and labor on mission in nearby places.…
Exiled Christians in America
The way we see our ministry in our country will impact how we live as citizens. Today like never before,…
A Different Kind of Obedience
On the banks of Canaan, the Israelites halt and wait for Yahweh’s orders. They “numbered” themselves and formed the armies…
The Silently Noisy Christmas Night
Was Christmas night silent, or not? One carol sings about how this “holy night” was calm and bright, radiant beams…
When We Suffer…
I don’t know the whys in all our sufferings. Some say, “God never gives us more than we can handle”—…
Motherhood: Moments Stored in the Heart
Mary treasured her life with her son like any mother would. And though she lived in a time without iPhones…
Adoption: Layers of Motherhood
He was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage. It couldn’t have been in plain daylight. The dusk in the…