Living with intention doesn’t happen by accident. In this post, I share how choosing God’s way, on purpose and ahead of time, shifts our hearts, our reactions, and the direction of our day long before life starts pulling at us.

Life can feel like one big performance, full of rehearsals, missed lines, and moments when we step into the spotlight unprepared. But the beauty of God’s story is that we’re not meant to be the star. We’re the supporting cast, invited to help tell His story of love and redemption. When we listen to the Director, learn our lines, and serve our fellow cast members with grace, Jesus takes center stage, and the world sees Him more clearly through us.

Whether your team is a group of close friends, faithful prayer warriors, or spandex-wearing teenage volleyball players, we all need a team. We need people to lift us up when we are weak, to remind us of truth, and to stand beside us in the battles we face.

Compassion isn’t just something we talk about, it’s something we live out. As a mom, one of my deepest prayers was for my children to grow up with tender, compassionate hearts. This is the story of how we pursued compassion as a family, and how you can cultivate it in your home too.

When life feels uncertain, we often search for something new to steady us. But sometimes, the truth we need is the one we’ve known all along: Jesus loves me. I belong to Him. I am weak... but He is strong. These aren’t just childhood lyrics—they’re lifelines. In a complicated world, the simple truth still holds. Let your soul return to what’s eternal, and let God sing it over you again.

Science calls them neural pathways. Scripture calls it the renewing of your mind. Both reveal this truth—repeated thinking shapes the way life is experienced. Some grooves run deep from years of fear, trauma, or negative thinking. But with the Holy Spirit’s help, God’s Word can reshape those paths, making the crooked places straight and the rough places smooth.

Your story includes a “But God” and a “But the good thing is…” too. You just have to get to that solid, peace-filled platform. So, fix your eyes on it—move steadily toward it, knowing you're held—and then stand. Because that platform, that peace? It's not a place. It's a Person. And His name is Jesus. And you’ve been tethered to Him all along, dear friend. What's more, He will never, ever let you fall.

There’s something about names. We agonize over finding the perfect name for our children. We pick just the right one to match our pet’s...

When forgetting your glasses, your credit card, and how to remove a pen cap turns into a lesson in grace. Embraced by God while learning...

I find myself rushing when I should be resting. Performing when God is simply asking me to trust. I worry more about failing than I care to admit.

For years, I allowed the opinions of others to shape my sense of self, living under a false identity. This is a struggle many of us face.

I should mention that, as you may have guessed, I was recently rejected. Something I put a lot of effort into was dismissed rather abruptly by someone I valued. It hurt—a lot.

And instead of crawling back into bed or numbing out with a spoon and a carton of French Silk, I’m choosing to sit down and write.

Like the Israelites, I’ve sometimes extended my wilderness journey through my own mistrust. I’ve missed open doors because I doubted.