Do you see and feel the weight of the evil surrounding us in the times we're living? How do we fight our battles with courage?

Streaks of light from a nearby lamp interrupted the wee hours of the morning and illuminated one of my biggest pet peeves - all four...

Uncomfortable. I don't like being here but God has a way, in his infinite wisdom, of keeping me here - of calling me to do things that...

No. Today is definitely not just another Monday. It is the first Monday my husband will wake with his mother unable to say, "Hi, Son,"...

There’s no wrong time to read Luke’s miraculous account of Christ’s birth, but there is no other time quite like that of Christmas to do...

Tucked inside the corner of Honest Coffee Roasters at The Factory in Franklin, TN, I had no idea I was about to meet a soul sister as I...

100 cups of coffee. If you’re a coffee lover, that sounds pretty incredible. If you’re not, please don’t stop reading (spoiler alert:...

"Is today the day, Honey?" Nearly every day for the past two months my husband has asked me this question. "I'm still not ready yet." At...

Tears soaked Momma's hand-knit dish cloth. With a slow and deliberate inhale, its soft shade of pale yellow deepened

I made a video recently about truth versus opinion. Jesus prayed to his father, God: "Sanctify them through thy truth: thy word is truth."

Like a sea of drifting boats with locked motors or sputtering engines just waiting to be picked up, so are our opinions that flow from our

With a cheesy grin and a grateful heart, on my birthday, October 6, 2019, I signed my first traditional book contract.

Before I find the courage to type, I wrestle with the same question that comes before every blog post I write.

A new year often comes with new pressure. The pressure to get right all we failed miserably at last year. The pressure to set goals when we

When my children were little, my husband and I loved to buy them presents. The truth is, we still do. At Christmas time, on birthdays and...

The sun peeks above a breathtaking view as the boisterous laughter of happy campers fills the air. My loving husband and children sleep...

The force of the waves reflected the intensity of the early morning storms. The sun played peek-a-boo, though I longed for more peek than...

Did you hear that echo? It was coming from my yes as I answer this question. At least, that's what I thought I had been doing until...

"I'm your audience, Callie. I need you to keep writing. God speaks to me through you." My dear friends comments cut deep but I needed...