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Mar 2018

The book of Nahum reads like a scene out of the Avengers movies, mountains collapsing, rivers drying up, rocks shattering into pieces. Mortals trembling in fear, their hearts melting as they fall to their knees. Lots of anger and wrath, destruction and plundering. I will, at times, in movies like this, fall asleep. Yep,......

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February 16, 2018

Special Women’s Morning & Lunch

DONATION GIFT BAGS SIGN UP Attention Women! Join us for a powerful morning of learning, discussion, connection, inspiration, and a chance to minister to women coming from hard places. We are excited about the opportunity...


October 12, 2017

The Belly

Why does it feel so good to be in the belly of a whale? What is it about the human heart that chooses selfish desire over God’s wisdom? Time and time again we choose to...


September 01, 2017

Embracing the Mess

When I thought about writing for this blog, I wrestled a lot with whether or not I was actually qualified to do the job. If you’re curious, I go into more detail about the grueling...


August 21, 2017

Directions in the Book

Raise your hand if you read directions. How many of you muddle through something figuring it out as you go? A few weeks ago, the Peterson’s got a trampoline. And it took all 6 of...


July 26, 2017

The Race

One of the best endings to a movie imho (‘in my humble opinion’ for those who aren’t quite hip enough) is the last scene of the Disney movie “Secretariat” the amazing horse that won the...


June 07, 2017

Where’s The Sting?

It was moments after my mom’s graveside service ended. I was falling apart. Both my hands on her casket, head lowered, sobbing because I felt like I hadn’t done enough to take care of her....


May 02, 2017

It Makes Me Uncomfortable When You…

“It makes me uncomfortable when you dance” #oneoftorrionsfunniestlinesever    #dontmisssundaymornings In junior high in the mid-70’s, I was one of a group of 5 girls that were good friends. We did everything together through high school,...


April 20, 2017

Your Resurrection Story

I was 7 years old. “Uncle Wally” and “Aunt Alexa,” quintessential children’s Sunday school teachers, were offering the invitation to accept Jesus into my heart. They had offered this invitation and led hundreds of kids...