Speak Out Loud
Developing a Culture of Thanks
Imagine with me. It’s the holiday season and you’ve decided to make it extra special for your family and friends. You take time to consider a unique and personal Christmas gift for each one. You make a detailed list, asking for suggestions, brainstorming ideas and wandering through your favorite stores.
Light in the Darkness: Dealing with Depression
This morning I sat up and quickly decided to lie back down. Could I do life today? I wrapped myself tightly in the soft covers that always welcome me and closed my eyes hard. I knew what my mind would chant, and I knew I would have the choice to combat it with Scriptures, whether I committed to a day standing upright or not. One eye at a time reopened tentatively. The loud thoughts pressed in around my mind.
Better Together
We gathered together around the table, five times a day. Making it through the grueling re-feeding process in my anorexia recovery would have been impossible without the community of these ladies journeying with me through treatment at the Laureate Hospital in Tulsa. Alone, I was weak and unable to finish what seemed like an impossible task in front of me. Together, through tears, encouragement…
It’s Not Supposed to Be This Way
So many times when we encounter unmet expectations in life, someone we know will offer up a Bible verse or well-known saying to encourage us. However good their intentions are, often times their words of encouragement seem shallow compared to the hurt and pain we are experiencing. Author Lysa TerKeurst understands that all too well.
Letter to 18 Year Old Me
6 Ways Investing in Younger Women Wildly Inspires My Faith
The first time I was ever referred to as an older woman, I was only 27 years old. I had just asked a young woman if she’d be interested in joining a small group for some weekly discipleship training at my home. With uncontainable excitement she blurted out, “I was just praying that God would send an older woman to disciple me!” Older woman? Me?
A Mother’s Day Gift: Hope for Moms with Children who have Lost their Way
I have served on the Council Road staff the past six months, and every Monday I sort through the prayer requests from Sunday services to bring to staff meeting where the staff prays. It is a rare week that we don’t get a request from a concerned mother asking for prayer for her struggling child. Some sign their names, others are anonymous…