There is a kind of tired that has nothing to do with sleep. It’s the tired of a woman who has been reaching for God — straining toward Him, trying to get close enough, good enough, still enough to feel Him. She reads the verse. She prays the prayer. She waits for the nearness to…
There is a fight most of us know too well. The fight against the same weakness, again. The unbelief that creeps back in after you thought you’d dealt with it. The critical words — spoken about someone, or about yourself — that you didn’t mean to say but said anyway. The toxic posture toward a…
There is a position you already hold. Not one you are striving toward. Not one you will earn if you pray hard enough, serve long enough, get disciplined enough. A position that is already yours, right now, because of what He did — not what you do. “God raised us up with Christ and seated…
