Content in Anonymity: Learning from a Pro

Although my friend was delightfully feminine in all her ways, and loved sharing about how the Lord was ever growing her as a godly woman, she never assumed that all women had to look like her, act like her, do ladies’ devotionals like hers, bake like her, dress like her, adopt orphans like her. That was a good thing, because I was so very different than she, mostly in all of those ways! How she managed to influence me so deeply, despite our differences, was in the manner she placed the whole of her confidence and trust in the God of the Scriptures.

Being a Pilgrim for Life

When we face famine and disease, loss of loved ones, disaster, brutal conditions, do we cling to an otherworldly view of this life, an understanding that this is not all there is, that we’re passing through to God’s better country?

Zeal and Grace in France

As we weep for Paris and mourn the deaths of innocents who were caught in the crossfire of a brutal attempt to achieve acceptance with a non-existent god, let us also pray for the Sauls of Islam.

An Unconventional Love Story

Looks fade; shared interests in fads and fancies wane. Love built on companionship, sealed by Christian integrity, and sprinkled with like-mindedness withstands the battering of discontentment, selfishness, and distrust.

Seeing What’s in Front of Our Eyes

How often have I paid attention to moments in my life when the Lord has made it all so much more worthwhile, so much more satisfying, because of the blessings He has chosen to put right in front of me?

Here and No Farther

That the very presence of adversity is the evidence that God is dealing directly with my heart. There seems to be a connection between the deafness of my spiritual ears and the pain and discomfort I feel in life. Pain and discomfort—I get it, how it’s a conduit through which the Lord will work patience and longsuffering and faith.

Remembering Why I Called You Hannah

God’s remembrances in this life work out as His best providences for us. They transform us into the likeness of Christ in our individual circumstances, and His remembrances echo eternal promises and benefits, reflecting His character.

Love Your Sister

Being sisterless in childhood should make my sisterhood in Christ even more precious. Okay, so maybe I don’t sit around giggling and whispering with these ladies who sit next to me in Bible studies (well, not usually) or work with me on committees or tag me on Facebook posts that extol the glories of God. But there’s still joy and enjoyment!