God’s character is as honest as we can be in our prayers. Our quest may feel endless but our God is not. 

I have sadly heard it said to me, “Well it’s great that you’re learning a lot about God and want to share it, but be careful not to go outside of what God has commanded women to do!”

We do not want to avoid equipping women just because it can be hard.

Once we were grafted in, there was not, is not, and can never be any possibility that we do anything but remain in Him.

We should slay the lurking thought that obedience to God should give something other than Christ.

I can rest assured that my powerlessness to determine my future makes room for me to trust God who is most powerful.

Far too many of our conversations are about why one church is the best in polity, or how a specific kind of music, preaching style, discipleship model, major, leadership training program, or missions agency is superior to all others.

Why, O Father, must I endure this cycle of repentance in hard-heartedness forever? 

Jesus was trampled by the wrath of God on our behalf. 

To tell my story is to tell of the faithfulness of God.

The gospel is the ultimate "tale as old as time" because we get God.

Christ brought his own petition of a perfect life and signed it in his blood so that the Highest name of all could be given to the lowest of us. 

No amount of building that I do in my blanket-fort kingdom will last.

Since we all bear God’s image, we should affirm and celebrate every kind of personality He has designed. 

This is where I am - covered by water and desperate for God’s help every moment to truly believe this flood is a gift.

Marriage is not sufficient for life and godliness. Jesus is.

My current struggles weigh as much as a feather while the weight of God’s glory is incalculable.

Jesus kills our sin so that He can fill us up and give us life. 

It isn’t wrong to have strong opinions. It is wrong to hold so tightly to these beliefs that we dismiss and destroy our neighbors.

One of the most formidable things that shaped who I am today is my sister, Amanda. She is now 21 years old, reads more books than I do, just graduated high-school, and has Down's Syndrome. And she is a means by which God has taught us to love him more.

Journaling is not an end in and of itself; the end is to look to and live by the cross.  

The listening, loving, inclined ear of God is a gift that flows from the gospel.

We must trust that these in-between days where we can’t see God at work are not signs that he’s turned his back on us.

Hope came at an ugly price - the God-man slain for heinous crimes He did not commit. 

I want to tell you what God sees when he looks at you, why I love you, and how I hope to encourage you in the midst of our cynical culture.

If we strive to build up one another in our ministries and tune into other people’s feelings, we can help the body of Christ feel unashamed for the call given to them by God.

It is a holy endeavor to stop and smell the roses so long as the rose is not the ultimate object from whom we seek rest.

I made a disjointed relationship into a convincing substitute for true unity.

Even if we don’t feel like God hears us and struggle with doubt, we know that we belong to Jesus.

Love seeks understanding.

Trust that God is at work in your heart, and vulnerability is good because He makes it good.

Remind women without children that they have everything they need for life and godliness in Christ.

If you know women with children in your church, you’re called to love and serve them. 

God, in his forever patience, humbles me over and over again and reminds me of my need for help from Him.