The Whisper After the Wind
Elijah called down fire one day and was hiding in a cave the next. God didn’t meet him in the wind. He whispered. A devotional on the quiet seasons, and the next step waiting inside them.
What I Mean by “The Fear Exchange”
A pastor’s frame for trading the fears that paralyze us for the one fear that frees us. Drawn from the book releasing this July.
Sunday Faith Is Rented. Tuesday Faith Is Owned.
At some point in the last decade, a quiet drift happened in a lot of faithful Christians I know. Including, for a season, in me.
Most Couples Don’t Plan on Drifting. That’s the Problem.
I have never met a couple who said, “We planned on growing apart.” I have met hundreds who would say, “We just didn’t plan at all.”
Why Your January Resolutions Already Stopped Working
It’s the first week of February. By the data, most of you have already drifted. The problem isn’t willpower — it’s framework.
When Hope Feels Quiet
The first week of a new year often feels quieter than we expect. The calendar has changed, but most of life hasn’t. This is a reflection on hope, presence, and trusting God in the ordinary days ahead.
What Generous Looks Like When You’re Tired
The end-of-year giving season assumes the giver still has reserves. What does stewardship look like when the well is running low?
The Question You’re Avoiding This Quarter
The question that quietly forms under the noise of every fourth quarter — and what to do when you finally let it surface.
Living In The Waiting
We often quote the promise and skip over the waiting. But what about the days, weeks, months, even years between the word of God and the visible fulfillment? In this devotional we’ll explore Psalm 27, walk through the in-between, learn how to hold hope when answers tarry, and what faithful waiting actually looks like.
When Two or Three Are Enough
On a Friday morning errand to Lowe’s, I heard a Jewish rabbi explain the tradition of needing ten people for certain prayers. That got me thinking about Jesus’ words in Matthew 18: “Where two or three are gathered in my name, I am there.” Tradition was built around the ten who feared. But Jesus points to the two who believe.
Leading With An Open Hand
Have you ever held on so tightly to a plan or dream that you were afraid to let it go? This devotional explores what it means to lead with open hands, trusting God with outcomes and resting in His timing.
I Get to Go to Work Tomorrow
Last night at my birthday dinner, a simple exchange reminded me how much perspective shapes the way we live. When we move from “I have to” to “I get to,” even the ordinary can become an opportunity to serve Christ with gratitude and joy.
When the Well Feels Dry: Finding Refreshment in God
When your soul feels dry and disconnected from God, you’re not alone. This heartfelt devotional explores how to find spiritual renewal through honest prayer, Scripture, and seeking His presence.
The Gift of Rest: Embracing the Sabbath
Sabbath rest is not about rule-following. It is about learning to trust God with your time and soul. In today’s devotional, explore how setting aside time for rest can draw you closer to Him.
When Rhythms Slow
As May ended, I noticed my writing slowed. Not a full stop, just a shift. In today’s devotional, I reflect on God’s grace in seasons of gradual drift and the beauty of returning to Him.
Morning Whispers of His Presence
Before the day begins, a short pause on the driveway in the morning cool can remind us that God is near and already walking with us
Weeds Don’t Wait: A Garden Lesson on Spiritual Work
Weeds grow without effort, but fruit takes work. A quiet morning in my garden reminded me that neglect leads to overgrowth, both in soil and in soul. The weeds in our lives don’t need much space, they just need us to stop paying attention.
A Future and a Hope? Maybe Not the Way You Think
We love quoting Jeremiah 29:11 when life is uncertain. But did you know it was actually spoken to a people stuck in exile? Here’s what it really means and why that’s even better news for us today.
Out of the Depths (Psalm 130)
Most mornings I write before the house wakes up. This one began in the quiet, with a psalm that met me where I was. Maybe it will meet you there too.