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In my grandmother’s house, there were no chandeliers or glossy, marble floors.   No high ceilings or overarching doors.   But I remember the warmth of the fire, the comfort, the love. Joy, and laughter, I remember the sound of.   There were s nowball fights and movie nights, and breakfast in bed.   Climbing trees and tea parties, and countless stories read.   Giggles and whispers in the middle of the night. Dancing and singing, and silly little fights.   The aroma of cinnamon

"It's good to have the no because the no leads us to a better yes.” This is something my friend Sarah told me during a conversation last year, when we were discussing how God divinely works in ways that don't always make sense to our human minds, working things for our good, even when we can't see. In the moment, though, the no does not feel good. It can be easy to feel frustrated, angry, or even bitter with God. We can throw little fits like children, angry with God that He

“But now, this is what the Lord says – he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you Israel: ‘Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have...

Thin glass is all you are Yet you have a hold, on my mind and heart.   Distorted images Flaws on display The lies screaming with...

I have always been someone who dislikes change. I like to cling to what is comfortable, dreading the change that has to come. However,...

Have you ever felt like you were in a storm? Being hit left and right by uncontrollable waves, the darkness suffocating, where you didn't...

For anyone who has loved and lost: Grief can come in many different forms. The loss of a loved one. The death of a pet. The end of a...