Don’t be tricked by the rainbow collection of pens. These tools are drills and dredge machinery for mining the first two chapters of the Gospel of Matthew. Most of the colors are brighter than the soot you’ll see on foreheads today, but they are the tools I’m using...
No one gets out of life unscathed. This reminder arrived just yesterday in the news of a friend who discovered they’re in the fight of their life against a rare disease. The questions of why and what does the future hold penetrated our conversation. I’ve been praying...
“Were you angry with God over the cancer?” the radio host pressed. Silence hung in the air. Blurt. That’s what I longed to do. Blurt about how much I wanted to be angry, about how anger would have been so freeing and refreshing. When properly expressed, anger is a...
Last night one of my closest friends texted me a photo of her mom clutching her father’s withered body the mouth taking the famed “O” that often accompanies death. “My mom is heartbroken,” she texted. “Funeral is Friday.” The message left me breathless. My friend had...
Let me introduce you to my sweet friend and fellow JOY warrior, Liz. Liz Curtis Higgs has one goal: to help women embrace the grace of God with joy and abandon. She’s the author of more than 30 books with 4.5 million copies in print, including Bad Girls of the...
