Grace for the road

I’m up early this morning. Extra early. The kind of early that hurts. My eyes are full of sandpaper, but my mind is running all-out sprints, like it’s on an episode...

Worry doesn’t work. Because just like we can’t anticipate what we really need, we also can’t anticipate the lavish grace that will meet us there. Where’s it going to come from?...

What does it mean for us to really believe that God can pluck us from a sea of billions and give us freedom? It wrecks us. The round beams from the headlamps chased...

Sometimes we need to stop, take a good, long look over our shoulder and remember who He’s been … and how that shapes where we’re headed. The wind rushed around the...