What Do You Want?
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What Do You Want?

“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are far too easily pleased.” ~C.S. Lewis “What do you want?” Sometimes we don’t know how to take that question, right? It could be asked in an annoyed voice—like a big sister rolling her eyes at a little one…

Distinguishing God's Character from Our Own
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Distinguishing God’s Character from Our Own

My husband and I recently purchased a home built in the 1960s that needed some features updated. One of the challenges with an older home is that you never know what you’ll find as you begin repairs. It was important to me that the mirror my grandmother gifted us years ago was displayed in place…

Why We Need Mentors
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Why We Need Mentors

Those of us who have grown up in the evangelical church have learned, whether directly or indirectly, that “real” ministry requires significant sacrifice. For some reason, we seem convinced that the work of the Great Commission should only occur beyond the borders of the United States. Yet there are people all around us looking for…

Examine the Desires of Your Heart
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Examine the Desires of Your Heart

My youngest daughter sold her goats. The same goats she had worked so hard to save her money to buy, the same goats she had prepared for by working with farmer friends of ours who raised goats to find the best animals for her plans, and the same goats she had spent almost a whole…

How to Dive Deep into Your Faith
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Dive Deep into Your Faith

My husband and I both have public-ish lives. By this, I mean that we are small potatoes public figures, he as a small-town football coach and me as an author/speaker. Even with these minimal platforms, we can encounter some surprising impressions among people who know only our public personas rather than our daily, regular ones….

Leave Room for Curiosity
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Leave Room for Curiosity

On a dreary day in March, I watched the steam swirl skyward from my insulated coffee mug as the acrid scent of vinegar filled my nose. While the smell impacted the taste of my coffee in a less-than-pleasant way, I smiled at the source. My youngest son sat on the stool at our kitchen island,…