This post is by Joanne Wu.

My husband and I are in the middle messes of leaving a church we thought we would call “home” indefinitely. And it hurts.  Everything hurts. 

But life goes on. The sun continues to rise and set. My five children need food...

This post is by Shaina Weisgerber.

Habits are the things that make our life. Good habits and bad habits alike. Whatever we allow to happen in our life on a consistent basis is what we are being made of. Think about it; day in and day out we make ...

This post is by Jen Stanbro.

O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water. Psalm 63:1

There are so many ways to approach studying the Bible. Of ...

This post is by Jen Shultz.

As silly as it sounds, I am often shocked at how quickly time passes. Year over year, as we age, our time moves more swiftly because it is divided amongst so much more than in our youth. Summer days seemed to stretch o...

This post is by Shaina Weisgerber.

The glitter of the New Year is beginning to fade away and the mundane is settling in. Sometimes we can get a few weeks into the year and decide that all of that new year energy isn’t enough to sustain us through th...

This post is by Patty Lewis.

My life has been a long and hard journey filled with so much brokenness that even I am often shocked by it—which is strange because it is my life.  I’ve lived it for 45 years.  

This year, 2023 is marked by a cultiva...

This post is by Rose Ward.

A need for change rests within the weary bones of winter as the bitter cold fades away, releasing the old and carrying in—new hope. Vibrant and complex colors fill the earth as the season begins to officially take its plac...

This post is by Shari Gabourel.

I don’t know if you are familiar with what an Internet challenge is, but because I have two daughters in adolescence, I quickly became knowledgeable.

An Internet challenge is a cultural phenomenon defined as “Inte...

This post is by Joanne Wu.

Move Time is hard for me to write about because I’m still in the cyclical three steps forward, two steps back pattern of making this a consistent daily routine.  It’s hard not to feel hypocritical writing about a rhythm I’...

This post is by Deb Alexander.

I was born on my grandfather’s 54th birthday. I wasn’t able to get to know him very well—he died when I was very young—but I remember that he loved birds. He placed bird feeders all over his property in New Hampshire, ...