I kept a secret for months, too afraid to speak it aloud to anyone. The secret thrived on an irrational fear, so in my embarrassment, I was quiet. Then, one day, my husband described a terrible nightmare. “You died,” he explained. “And I was left all alone to raise our kids.” I froze in fear….
With tears streaming down her face, my client said, “I don’t know if I’ll ever be free of this way of being, of feeling like no one cares about me.” I sat still as she shared her despair, listening with compassion and deep faith. She talked about how, as she was growing up, her parents…
My husband and I are one of those sappy couples filling our social media timelines this month with public gestures of love. On our anniversary this past year, I snapped a selfie of us kissing in front of “our church,” the place we got married in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park over a decade…
“It is not as a child that I believe and confess Jesus Christ. My hosanna is born of a furnace of doubt.” ~Fyodor Dostoyevski When our oldest was little, she had epic rage/distress attacks. Years later, we would learn Tourette’s syndrome was the cause. At the time, I only knew that when she felt most…
In her book, Reclaiming Your Heart, Denise Hildreth Jones chronicles the ways her own heart shut down and how she reclaimed it. It has become one of my favorite books. What is extraordinary to me is the way God got this book into my hands before I knew I needed it. The year was 2014,…
Who among us hasn’t asked this question at some point? Questions about love have been the subject of poetry, song, art, and even social media polls for years. All of America’s retailers would have us believe that love is some combination of red, large, and expensive. And that love is primarily celebrated in February, but…