Growing People

Every Sunday afternoon, Justin volunteers at the nursing home. He rushes from church, grabs a quick bite, and pushes open heavy glass doors to find residents waiting for him (even when they … Read more about Growing People

Spilling

I clung to my shadow on the floor, frozen and fighting what was rising up inside of me. The Lord was calling me out of a place of hiding, out of the … Read more about Spilling

Rain

I have loved the rain since I was a little girl. I loved the cool relief from Florida and Georgia summers as I ran under Heaven’s sprinkler. I loved the power of a thunderstorm that would leave … Read more about Rain