My cousins and I sometimes say we cut our teeth on the church pews.

I really did spend a lot of time inside a church growing up.

I’m a writer. 

I have been for as long as I can remember. 

Rewind to Oak Grove Elementary, 1990.

I stood up from my chair as the worship band hit the first note of the invitation song. It was Easter Sunday morning. The gospel message was delivered beautifully, and I felt the move of the Holy Spirit all around me in the room.

While reading Israel's blessing over Joseph’s children in Genesis chapter 48, I specifically noticed a beautiful line in his blessing when Israel referred to God as “the God who has been my shepherd all my life long.”

I recently read an article by one of my favorite authors, Shauna Niequist.

Hurry up and wait. Ever heard this expression? I can think of several times in my life when I absolutely didn’t want to wait.

Like the reflection of your face on the water, looking back on the paths of the journey you’ve already forged can seem daunting or delightful depending on the lighting

The kitchen table is more than just a piece of furniture. It is a place of gathering.