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...

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."

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

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...

I stink at making traditions. I love the idea of them and yet year after year I find myself replaying the same dialogue inside my head....

My son sat only feet away from me the other day. Apparently, he was pouring his little heart out. The only problem was, I didn't hear him...