Find your rest in Him.

I know what it’s like to stare at the ceiling while the house goes quiet. The day is over, but your mind doesn’t stop. It replays conversations, rehearses tomorrow, and worries about things you cannot fix from your pillow. If that is you, you are not alone, and you are…

Grace isn’t a wage. It’s a gift you receive, not a paycheck you earn.

There’s a particular cruelty to anxiety. It doesn’t just make you feel afraid. It makes you feel alone. It tells you that the prayers you’ve been sending up are bouncing off the ceiling. That God is either busy, or far, or that something about you makes you harder to hear.…