Devotionals

When my youngest son was in elementary school, every August (like clockwork), my little guy would add an extra request to his nightly prayer. He would pray for the rapture to take place…soon! His six year old brain didn’t know much about theology. He couldn’t tell you if he was a pre, post or mid

Dot my i’s. Cross my t’s. Line everything up in a row. Yep, that’s how I roll. But I’ve learned time and again how that is not always best. As you gasp from shock, let me explain why. What I’ve described is so much more than a personality type. The word that comes into play here

It usually happens about once every six months. This time it happened twice in one week. I got a text, I read an email, someone said something (or didn’t say something)…and like an unexpected kick in the gut, I immediately felt disqualified and unworthy. “What am I even doing here? I am so unqualified!” I

As I walked through the hallway at work, a couple of people seemed to sense me fast approaching.  They stepped aside and said “You look like you are in a hurry so we’ll get out of your way”. I quickly but honestly said with a smile , “Oh, I always look like that!”  I immediately

It was 11pm, my husband was out of town and my home security alarm began to sound. It wasn’t the random chirp of a low battery, it was the steady beep you hear just before the heart racing sound of a full blown siren. I quickly jumped out of bed and silenced the alarm. “Did

Today is #girldad day in honor of Kobe Bryant and his daughter, Gianna. It has been sweet to see all the pictures of dads with their girls. My sister and I are blessed with a great dad. He taught us to read the Bible and pray everyday. He worked hard and instilled in us the

Attending a basketball game may not seem very spiritual…but it can be. Last week, our church’s youth director (we call him, Pastor Luis) came out to my boys’ high school basketball game.  He didn’t pray at the end or even share a quick ‘Thought for the day.’ He came, did the cool hand shake thing

Something unexpected happened two weeks ago. We were hovering and praying in our pantry with the weather reports playing in the background. The blankets and pillows kept us comfortable as we kept a close eye on the weatherman’s radar.  The formation of a tornado seemed to be inching closer to us, but by God’s grace

As I was just making dinner, part of the process involved chopping onions. My youngest daughter caught a whiff of the onions and dashed into the kitchen.  “Mama, are your eyes tearing up? Are you okay?” I explained that I was just fine as I continued chopping away. Apparently, my answer wasn’t sufficient. “Mama, I

Just yesterday while my youngest daughter and I were in the car, she had been talking about her experiences with pulling out her teeth. Then, she shared an observation she had made. My daughter said that hours after the tooth had been pulled out, she could still spot a remnant of blood in that area