christianity

Trading Burdens for Belonging

Scripture Focus: Matthew 11:28–30“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”…
In the Deep Places of My Heart

Search me, O Lord—not as one who skims the shore,but as a Diver plunges into the dark,where hidden reefs cut unseen,and the currents pull strong against surrender. Break open the sealed roomswhere I have stored my unspoken fears,my carefully wrapped sins,and the idols I name by gentler names.Let Thy light pour in,unflinching,until every corner bows…
Ten Steps Earlier

There’s nothing gentle about Proverbs 4:14–15. “Enter not into the path of the wicked, and go not in the way of evil men. Avoid it, pass not by it, turn from it, and pass away.” It almost sounds like the Spirit is stacking verbs for those of us who are tempted to think, I’ll be…
Kept in the Middle of It

There are days when I catch myself wishing Jesus had prayed a different prayer for His followers. Something like, “Father, pull them out as soon as it gets hard,” or, “Build a safe little bubble around them where nothing ugly can touch them.” Instead, on the night before the cross, He said this: “I pray…
Have They Really Heard?

Sometimes I catch myself wondering how many children and teens today have ever really heard the gospel of Jesus Christ. Not just that “God is love,” but that “all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23). Not just that we should “be kind,” but that “the wages of sin is…
A Space for Greater Things

I came to Him with nothing—not even strength to pray;my dreams lay cold and scattered,like leaves in winter’s sway. The soil of hope was hardened,my hands were stripped and bare,and silence seemed my portion—it felt He wasn’t there. But somewhere in the shadows,beyond what I could see,His mercy still was moving,His weaving silently. The grave…
When the Heavens Unfold

There are nights when prayer feels like talking to a closed door.You say “Father,” and the word seems to fall back into your own chest.You read the promises, you whisper the need,and the ceiling looks back at you blank and still. You wonder if you misheard.If your faith is too small.If you are asking wrong.If…
Porch Lights in the Rain

Porch lights glowing through the rain, our door left open wide,A seat kept warm, a gentle word, a place to come inside.No fixing first, no tidy tale, just truth and tender care,A listening heart, a steady hand, and time enough to share. We’ll mend with mercy, stitch with hope, and bind up shame with grace,We’ll…
The Table Before the Fire

Scripture Focus: “But Daniel purposed in his heart that he would not defile himself” (Daniel 1:8). Sometimes the deepest battles make almost no sound. No clash of swords, no roar of crowds—just the soft settle of a plate on a table, the quiet ring of a cup, the low murmur of an ordinary meal. It…
When God Wipes Away Every Tear

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain…” (Revelation 21:4). John first heard that promise as an old man on an island prison. He introduces himself as “your brother, and companion in tribulation… in the…