Peace & purpose through Christ for the overwhelmed, anxious woman
Silently walking in the early morning hours outside Jerusalem, two despondent travelers ached with despair. Despite the looming uncertainty, the birds lifted their songs in praise of God's provision. Wafting…
I will turn and run to You, My only source of strength. I will hide myself in You, My gentle, abiding King. I will seek Your holy face; You are…
Laying on the cold, hard table, I reflected and prayed as I do every year during my annual mammogram and ultrasound. The source of my contemplation used to be fear,…
I am desperate to find my place: Joy, community, peace. I am weary, weak and worn. My light has dimmed to a glowing ember, and I am desperate. Desperate to…
A low-level trepidation plagued the rich, young ruler. Esteemed by his peers, respected by his subjects, obedient from a young age, he exuded propriety. Yet his anxious soul agonized daily,…
