Words from My Heart

I am not writing this from the other side of anything. James says count it all joy — and I am still learning what that means when joy feels impossible.

Surrender that is really a trade is not surrender at all. The question underneath Chambers' warning: if every benefit were stripped away, would I still want Him?

Jesus blesses peacemakers — not peacekeepers. I have confused the two often enough to know that pleasant words over an untreated wound are not the peace Scripture promises.

Ten years of ministry heartbreak left me convinced I was too broken to be used. Then a church asked for our story — and gave us a year just to heal.

Two commandments. Love God. Love people. Jesus said everything else hangs on those two things — so why are so many of us carrying so much more than that?

Faith is only as good as the object in which you place it. And the moment your inherited faith is not enough — that is often where the real thing begins.

God does not reach for the obvious choice. He moves through forgotten fields and written-off people — and the pattern is too consistent to be accidental.

We were dead — not struggling, not searching. The miracle begins not with us, but before us. Even the faith by which we reach toward God was placed in our hands by God himself.