While dealing with the effects of cancer treatment, I would often find myself numbering the days: only twenty-five more days of chemotherapy . . . only two more days of radiation....

At times I hear my co-workers chatting with the cleaning crew in our building. I used to feel a little uncomfortable and tongue-tied in these moments because they reminded me of...

Words are powerful. When I was a kid, I was never chosen to play on my classroom’s team and suffered from the hurtful words others said to me. Although I tried...

I sat in the surgeon’s office, confident that God was in charge and that the biopsy report would be good. Then the doctor came in, took my hand, and told me...

My prayer life shifted when my husband, Zeke, and I had three children in four years. I learned to pray while washing dishes and on my way to the store. Most...

In the summer of 2016, disastrous bushfires raged through rural areas of South Australia. Lives were lost, and farms and homes were completely destroyed. Many not only lost their homes but...

Like the early disciples, I have struggled to know how to pray. I would hear others pray effortlessly about the state of our world and the needs of others, while I...

During my undergraduate college years, most of my friends belonged to a Jewish congregation that began each weekend with worship and a shared evening meal. I attended several of these Shabbat...

Because of the nature of his occupation, my husband always warned us that he could be transferred from one workplace to another at any time. Even so, when it seemed likely...

As the coordinator of a teen coffee-house ministry, I have the privilege of spending time each Thursday with some brilliant young people. They’re full of life. They brim with passion about...