It wasn’t until I recalibrated the way I viewed limitless AI technology as the potential aid in areas where I could use support, that I understood its value…

It can be said a number of ways. “Trials refine us,” or maybe, “There’s no testimony without the test.” But I’d endured a season of anticipatory grief, swallowed by loss, followed by a summer of trying to find my sea legs, and I knew throughout the difficulties I was still on track. I still felt like putting one foot in front of the other, or tackling the activities of the day, were acts of surrender and obedience to the Lord. That He was working in the waiting.

I couldn’t tell you why or how it all came to a head, really…

Have you ever been called to serve in a way that made little sense to you? Perhaps a mission or ministry that felt disconnected from your priorities or outside of your wheelhouse? When I first heard about Key of Hope, I wasn’t sure how I could step in and serve, aside from donating funds or meals to the organization…

I recently came across some interesting research from the Fuller Institute regarding faith and youth. Data shows that in order for kids to have a resilient faith they need four things…

The Words of Remembrance for my mother’s funeral were intended to be a brief reflection of her walk of faith. Rather than a eulogy, her church asked us to provide examples of her Christian faith at work in her life, which we accomplished in three sections: “Everyday Grace,” “Heart for Hospitality,” and “Faithful Servant”…

Today’s review is a perhaps a lesser known title in the secular world, but I’ll venture to say, as gripping as Atomic Habits in the way that it calls out the obvious and challenges the most-accepted tenets of productivity and efficiency. My favorite element of this book is its thesis: “Too often we treat the symptoms of toxicity in our modern world instead of trying to pinpoint the cause. A growing number of voices are pointing at hurry, or busyness as a root of much evil. Within the pages of this book, you'll find a compelling emotional and spiritual case against hurry and in favor of a slower, simpler way of life”…

We left NY almost a week after mom passed, horrified to leave dad but aching for home. We brought a few of mom’s plants with us, which meant rather than chance the Canadian border officials we would take the US route back to Michigan.

It was the first road trip without mom texting me for updates or me calling her from our dinner stop to check in…

The summer of 2024 felt so sweet, a living memorial of what would come by fall and winter. In the summer we spent days biking, walking, hiking, swimming, beaching, traveling—definitely need additional posts on all of the fun we had—knowing that once school started and cold set in our days would look so different.

Mom completed her final chemo treatment in July and immediately came to Michigan for what would be her last trip…