Heather and I were sitting there at the table, hands curled around cups of coffee with homemade pumpkin spice, my feet kicked up in her purple chair when he came running in from the living room, sock feet slipping on the floor, out of breath, eyes wild. And he buried his face so deep in her shoulder that I wasn’t sure he could even hear her questions. “What’s going on? Are you… Read More

We fight for the ones we love. Where we fail … there is plentiful redemption. And where we hope … there is a story with an ending worth the fight, a story worth staying in the race for, a story bigger than the one that ends with a headstone. And there’s a God who’s worth our unwavering gaze. (Follow @gracefortheroadblog on Instagram) ***** It’s early. It’s dead silent. And it’s colder than… Read More

Why would I not trust Him? If my God is the One who splits seas and lays out bread – if that’s the God who has me in His hands – why would I worry? (Follow @gracefortheroadblog on Instagram) ***** “You don’t have to buy … “ That’s all I got out before she cut me off. “What you ordered is $3. You’re a cheap date,” my friend said with a grin…. Read More

I can see it in my own life, the days I’m content, but also the days my eyes are raw, when I can’t seem to drag myself to the water’s edge. My thirst isn’t great enough. There’s nothing to push me to God on those days. The waist-deep water was clear to my toes, and I felt its cool cut clear to my soul. And all I could think was … how… Read More