People of every tribe, tongue, and nation are beautifully welcomed into the family of God.

Even though death hurts and grieving is a process, there’s a God who longs to show you His infinite love and grace for all your days.

As I began to read the Bible, I saw that God was described as a Father, and a loving one at that.

The body is integrated into who we are because it’s the way we both receive love from God and reflect it back to Him and others.

God has a purpose in it all: to show that He is present in all things, good in all things, and redeems all things.

When we pray, it’s an invitation to invoke the kingdom of God to be made present before our eyes.

There’s beauty in growing, even if it means leaving the place you’ve always felt at home.

It’s often in prayers when I feel God sees me, knows me, and cares for me most.

Music shapes the soul, inspires the heart, captures our gaze with it’s ripe melodies, and points us back to a God of immense beauty.

God cares much more about who we are becoming than what we are doing.