When the Letters in the Inbox Break Your Heart

It’s a gray, rainy morning here in our corner of the Louisiana woods, the kind of day that calls for a second pot of coffee and a bit of quiet reflection. I happened across an article recently from GotQuestions.org regarding that heavy, age-old question: Can a person lose their salvation? I know we have a wideContinueContinue reading “When the Letters in the Inbox Break Your Heart”

A Place in the Line

There is a certain kind of work that doesn’t ask to be noticed. No ribbon cutting. No podium. No name on a building. Just a weekday morning, a line of cars, and somebody trying to figure out how to make groceries last a little longer than they should. You show up, you do your part,ContinueContinue reading “A Place in the Line”

When Innocence Is Held Hostage, and Hope Finds A Way

A gentle note before reading: This story touches on hardship and hope. It is written with care and respect for children who have suffered, and with faith in the healing love of Christ. Lila’s story is a composite, drawn from real cases shared with me by an advocate working directly with trafficked children. Though sheContinueContinue reading “When Innocence Is Held Hostage, and Hope Finds A Way”