Psalms

  • Day 117 Ruth 1–2 | Acts 13:13–52 | Psalm 50 ⸻ Some days the darkness presses in so thick you can feel it in your lungs. Some weeks feel less like a rough patch and more like being pinned to the mat with no way to get up. This was one of those weeks. And…

    An Intolerable Situation

  • There are some passages in Scripture you can’t unsee. Judges 19 is one of them. But the real horror isn’t in the horrific things that happened in this chapter. It’s that no one seemed shocked.

    When Evil Doesn’t Shock Us Anymore

  • Samson’s story starts with calling—and like my own story, his spirals through impulse and failure. When Samson or you or I are struggling, is God still at work? Can He still use us? Absolutely. And here’s why.

    He Uses the Flawed

  • What happens when you know you’re chosen—but still feel the need to prove it? This reflection on Jephthah, Cornelius, and Peter explores the quiet battle between trust and striving, and the freedom that comes when we stop trying to earn what grace has already secured.

    Chosen, But Still Striving

  • When your spirit is tired and praise feels far away, Psalm 47 meets you with a bold reminder: God still reigns. Even in the quiet. Even in the chaos.

    He Reigns

  • What if God’s call comes when you still feel unready? What if the moment to step up comes before the strength does?

    When God Says Go

  • This week? It’s spring break. And it’s a quiet one. Our closest friends out of town with other friends. Our driveway empty. Our calendar blank. The kind of stillness that feels pretty lonely. We’re here—just the three of us in our little house—looking ahead to Easter with family, holding space for what’s coming, and trying…

    As for Me and My House

  • It’s easy to skim past it. Just three verses tucked at the end of Joshua 21. No blood. No conquest. No drama. Just a quiet crescendo.

    A Quiet Crescendo

  • It looked generous. It looked spiritual. It looked like the kind of thing that would earn you a standing ovation in the early church. But it wasn’t true.

    When I Look More Faithful Than I Feel

  • Tonight I sat on a stool in Jason’s driveway while he detailed wheels for a neighbor. We were just catching up—but when he asked how I was doing, it all kind of spilled out.

    Give Me This Hill Country