What the sisterhood does is so beautiful, powerful, and poetic. A true dance of surrender and obedience with the Spirit.

A broken home and broken people left me broken at a young age. I felt like the world had given up on me and discarded me.

Jesus endured pain for us, and his resurrection offers hope and new life in suffering. As I mourn, I know Jesus holds me. My hope remains in Him. To others grieving: you are not alone. Trust God to redeem and grieve with hope—Jesus’ love and presence remain with you. Gretchen’s story echoes many others. In my own journey with miscarriage, I found comfort in the Naming Ceremony I shared with my husband. Perhaps it will help you, too, as you walk through your own loss.

The greatest gifts are often those we never ask for, and through them, our hearts find hope once again. I have met so many amazing women over the last ten years in this community, and I feel so honored and blessed to be a part of this beautiful thing God created.

One afternoon, earlier this year, I received a text from my youngest daughter. She shared that she had decided to pursue a relationship with the Lord. A relationship that was hers, based on her decision alone and not because of anything I have said or because of my relationship with the Lord.

Our first daughter came into the world through pain and difficulty — a foreshadowing of the journey ahead. As the years unfolded, it became clear we were navigating a path we never anticipated: Kait's silent, often unreachable world of profound autism.

It's the week of Passover and Jesus is reclining at the table with friends for a meal. We can only imagine the weight He must have been carrying. In a few days He was to face an excruciatingly painful death through crucifixion. He must have felt quite alone since his most intimate friends couldn’t grasp or accept what He was about to do. Then in walks this woman who pours out this extravagant oil to anoint Him.

Every year, around this time, I clean my oil lamps, fill them with fresh oil (pure, clean oil), and trim the wicks. I usually don’t think much about the significance of the timing until I get surprised and I’m in the middle of my process. Jesus just surprises me. It happens every year.

In the beginning, the waiting was easy; the excitement was there, and I knew He had a plan. But as the years passed, waiting on God during challenging times was a difficult task. Moments of profound loneliness, fear, and doubt made my dream of marriage seem distant. I questioned if God understood my desires or heard my prayers. However, in the stillness, He worked behind the scenes, shaping my character and strengthening my faith. When I least expected it, God intervened, or

An empty sanctuary filled with sunlight color from stained glass windows. A wind-swept outlook amid the Painted Desert. A dark museum space holding a single glasswork statue of Jesus's crucifixion. My childhood bedroom. My favorite recliner nestled in the corner of my home office. A single candle illuminating a darkened room. What might each of these have in common? Each of these, at different times in my life, has been a sacred space for me.

"Nevertheless, I tell you the truth: it is to your advantage that I go away, for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you. But if I go, I will send Him to you. And when He comes, He will convict the world concerning sin and righteousness and judgment… When the Spirit of truth comes, He will guide you into all the truth, for He will not speak on His own authority, but whatever He hears He will speak…" John 16:7-8,13 (ESV) Jesus spoke these words to His disciples as

After I had inner healings from sessions and experienced freedom, I began to identify recurring negative feelings. I knew I needed deliverance so that I would seek God on my own. One time, I realized I would get very angry if I got a haircut that was not to my liking, and especially if it was shorter than I had wanted. On my own without any prayer partners, I asked the Lord to take me back to the source and origin of that anger. He reminded me of a time when I was in middle s

Earlier in my career, I had the responsibility of leading a team through what seemed to be a never-ending season of change. It felt like just as we started to make progress in one direction or area of service, "the system" would declare new standards or expectations that often felt like impossibilities. As the senior member of staff, it fell to me to set the tone for the introduction of this new challenge. Over time, staff started to dread when I would declare, "Okay, team, w

He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and he guided them to their desired haven. Let them give thanks to the Lord for His unfailing love and His wonderful deeds for mankind.Psalm 107: 29-31 (NIV) ​​

One day, I was musing about the Word and thought that a good way to sum up the Bible is that it is a book about relationships. God wants us to understand how to relate to Him, how He relates to us, and to cultivate positive relationships with others. The Word is full of good and bad examples of these. When we experience difficult relationships, we can benefit from soul healing. "And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free." John 8:32 (KJV) ​ Our Relationshi

I am writing this because something has begun to stir in my heart again—something I had quietly set aside for a long time. It feels like hope. Not the naïve kind, and not the kind that ignores pain, but a cautious, hard-won hope that there might be a better way for men and women to partner together in the Church and in God’s Kingdom.

As a new Christian, I struggled trusting and fully surrendering to God. My earthly father never demonstrated any of God’s loving, nurturing attributes. My earthly father provided for the physical needs of his family, but that was it. It was difficult not to project my father’s lack onto my heavenly Father. I can see in hindsight that my walk with the Lord has been to teach me to trust Him, to surrender to Him and to teach me to go to Him in prayer for every need. Here are a f

The years between 2004 and 2014 were a period of adversity that eclipsed all the difficulties of my previous life. To survive it all, I had to learn how to grieve well. As long as we live, we will experience many sorrows (as well as joys!) and therefore we must learn to grieve well. Taking my cues from a description of the Messiah in Isaiah 53:3, I began to understand something. It is this: the key to healing well from all the sorrows and losses we experience is to become wel