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  Have you ever thought to yourself, “If they knew everything about me (and I mean EVERYTHING), they wouldn’t like me so much.” So you hide your skeletons in the closet, shut and lock the door, then throw away the key. Around certain people, you

  Years ago my husband took me to Muir Woods, a redwood forest in California. Standing silent and wonderstruck at the base of those trees, I sensed something sacred.  Although redwoods reach to monumental heights, their root system is shallow. If they were made to

   Hi friend!  You’ve probably heard of Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka, Kansas. They’re notorious for their hatred.   The members of Westboro Baptist Church descended on the Texas A&M campus where my two oldest kids were students. For years, we

Has anyone ever done something that left you with ragged wounds? I’m talking about the drop you to your knees, impossible to comprehend damage that makes you wonder if you’ll ever recover – even with God’s help? I’ve been there – more than I’d like

I’ve been running this blog for about two years now. All this time and I have rarely touched on the topic I’m most passionate about – the Church. Namely, mobilizing the body of Christ in the local church. Maybe it’s because I thought no one would

Do you ever feel like you need to get away from the craziness of everyday life? To slow your body down long enough for your soul to catch up? To breathe? To reconnect with your own heartl? To get your mind straight? Last weekend I

With all the selfishness, hatred, greed, brutality, crime, and corruption we see in this world on a daily basis, I want to remind you that there are still good things happening all around us. They aren’t in the news or splashed across headlines, but they’re

Every Thursday my husband, Mike, takes our son to Bible study at the local McDonald’s. It’s a great weekly ritual of Micky D’s breakfast with friends and a dedicated teacher who helps them unravel the meaning of scripture and apply it to their lives. This

#5 “From the Inside Out” Series Victoria Falls – Zambia, Africa by Lisa@The Warming House Our culture continues to grind away at us . . . luring us, tempting us, enticing us, infiltrating our every breathing moment. It saturates our minds with the foolish idea

        On a mission trip to a Russian orphanage, I met a 17 year-old “orphan” named Roma Kholodkov. His father, an alcoholic, had passed away prematurely. His mother abandoned him at a young age with no word of explanation or even a “goodbye”. In Russian