If you were completely confident in God’s unchanging, irrevocable love for you, would it change how you walked? If you knew that no matter how many times you fell, he would be right there to catch you, would it change the way you lived your life? I believe it would. Several years ago, God showed me what confidence in a daddy’s grip can do. Our firstborn was six, and he set out to conquer a new set of monkey bars at a state park we were visiting. But after climbing the ladder and surveying Continue Reading
The Hard Truth About Trusting God
If only trusting God were as simple as a childhood trust fall. When our daughter was a year old, she used to throw herself off the bed into our arms. Fear wasn’t a part of her mind’s vocabulary, and she knew without a doubt that we’d catch her each and every time. Without fail. As she’s grown older, she boldness hasn’t dwindled much. Mommy and daddy still provide safe arms for her to fall into. But she proceeds with a bit more caution, albeit a small amount. She’s learned that when Mom and Continue Reading
The One Thing We Can Control this Easter
The storm woke her. Somewhere between the first inklings of sleep and consciousness, I heard the bedroom door swing open. Within a second, her face was right next to mine. I heard her whimper something unintelligible in my ear, and I knew. She was scared. She needed her mama to wrap her up in firm arms and let her know the storm couldn’t touch her. Even though she couldn’t control the flashes of lightning and the low rumbles of thunder, she could choose where to run. Where to find comfort Continue Reading
