THE BLOG

THE BLOG

But what if seasons that feel barren are birthing the very characteristics that make us more like Jesus? What if our wilderness brings forth a kind of fruit that the barren ground of our insecurities and unanswered questions couldn’t possibly imagine? What if our perceived lack leads us to a greater dependence on God’s provision? Isn’t that the best place to be? Postured to receive God’s provision and not my own.

It was his contagious smile, his warmth, his energy, his love for life, and his love for God that won my sister’s heart a million times over. Cheron McNeil Boyd was his name, and there was a winsome glory about him that was not really about him but about the God who lived within him. […]

God’s Glory Leaves the Temple

My first year living in Nashville was one of the hardest seasons of my life. It was like being caught in a storm that just wouldn’t let up. The winds of physical illness and financial strain sought to pull me under, while loneliness poured down like cold, unrelenting rain, soaking every corner of my life. […]

Even If God Never Reveals the “Why”

Wedding chimes. The clock strikes six. It’s the sound of new beginnings. Melodies from a soulful soloist begin; her tone is just the right romantic ambiance to usher in the wedding processional. As the second-to-last person in the processional reaches the altar, white multilayered curtains flutter shut. The music falls silent, while every attendee turns […]

The Genealogies of Judah and David

Psalm 37:3–4 shows us that when we trust in the Lord and dwell with Him, the desires of our hearts are sure to follow. Have you ever seen an iceberg? Their vastness is a sight to behold—some towering in size, others sculpted beautifully. What makes icebergs so peculiar is that on average, only 10%t of […]

Will I get the desires of my heart

“God created fear to be held in the place of reverence for Him, but because of sin, our fear has shifted from our Creator to His creation.” I am notorious for having car trouble. I’ve found myself stuck on the side of the highway more times than I can count, which has forced me to […]

The Paradox of Fear