I get tempted to give a healthy eye roll when I hear someone, who is more mature in their walk with Christ, say that I should just embrace the journey God has me on and not focus on the destination. It sounds good and it may even be the right thing to do, however, that’s often easier said than done.…

I don’t like road trips. Anything over an hour in the car is cringe-worthy. And it doesn’t matter if I’m driving or not. I just don’t enjoy being in a car for long periods of time. I blame it on my impatience and lack of interest in the scenery. I don’t really care about looking at the green fields that…

Sarai felt desperation tugging at her heart, seeping in the edges of her sanity. She had never wanted anything more than to have a family with Abram. Each passing year of wandering felt as if they were wandering farther and farther from hope. Hope deferred was making her heartache. She racked her brain regularly to figure out how to make…

I’m going to say it. I’m going to say the one thing that confident, independent, ambitious single women are never supposed to say, especially in the new year. I’M TIRED OF BEING SINGLE. I know. I kind of cringe even writing it. But it’s the truth. Another truth is I’ve revised this essay several times because at first, I was…

Forty. 40. Four-tee. 4-0. I keep rolling this number over my tongue. Tasting it. Trying to see what it feels like to say it. No matter how I tell it to myself and others, it’s the same thing. I am officially a forty-year-old woman. I’ve been saying “I’m almost forty” for a few years, but now that the day has…

Jacob paced back and forth outside the tent. He stopped in his tracks and his shoulders went up to his ears when I let out a loud groan from the labor pains. This was my fourth child. Seeing him tense and worried during my labor actually gave me comfort. Perhaps he really did love me more than I realized. Maybe,…