Prescription for Hope

Guttural moans escaped her petite frame. I am thankful the pediatrician’s office offer walk-in sick appointments.  Less than an hour...

A ticker tape of negative thoughts scrolls across my mind. I squeeze my eyes shut to “take every thought captive” but the increasing...

I smiled with curiosity the first time I heard my friend Melanie, say “I receive that!” I remember it was during our soccer mom Bible...

I cry out for help. “Lord, help!” I turn to the familiar words of comfort given to me a decade ago when I struggled with changing...

What text message from God would you want to receive? At times, I feel suffocated by technology. The need to return text messages, phone...