My mother taught me to listen to my angels.
Angels are messengers of God, sent to help us when we’re not hearing the still small voice.
Angels are messengers of God, sent to help us when we’re not hearing the still small voice.
I’m so pleased and honored to be holding and sending out your love letters. Keep ‘em coming!
“Follow me” doesn’t even feel like a question. There’s a sense of urgency to the call of Jesus.
“How did I get here?” I thought. “More importantly, how do I get out?”
Put the notes you and your family make together in a big envelope and mail them to me, here at Forward Movement.
There is nothing better than being with people of deep faith during a scary time.
Jesus does wonders with that still space we make in our hearts and makes it enough—more than enough—to carry us wherever we need to go.
We live in a world gone sideways. And it’s been that way since the day we walked out of Eden.
I often find myself with 10 minutes in the carpool lane. Rather than scroll through my phone, I reach for my basket.
I read my boys the Bible every morning during their growing-up years. I’m glad I did.