Recently, while praying, it hit me in a way that I’ve never had it do so before: my experience growing up going to work with my dad is strikingly similar to that which is an offer with my heavenly Father. 

God,  Help me to see the beauty and value of Your invitation in to Your work, and help me to lay aside any pride or fear that tells me that I have to force the outcomes, as if somehow that were even possible in my humanness. You are still God. You are still good. And […]

The peace we often try to cultivate has a short shelf life… It’s momentary. Temporary. Not quite “complete.”

There is something in us that just knows there’s more to it.

We long for – not peace in part- but full peace.

You haven’t wasted so much that He cannot restore to you what He intended for you.

…if we’re brave enough to dig down into the unknown, eventually we hit pay dirt.