when i was growing up the word testimony usually meant, basically, someone’s spiritual “origin story”, but over the past year or so i’ve come to use the word more liberally, a little more like testify…

i was just reading the other day in Mark,

“With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it…

a few years ago i surrendered my life completely to Jesus. i’d been a christian before—growing up in a missionary home, then getting truly saved while on the mission field myself in my early twenties…

hebrews 11:1 tells us that faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. over the years i’ve come to see faith as an actual, vital ingredient. a sort of activator to God’s power…

i woke up yesterday morning asking the Lord…

"submit to the Holy Ghost when He claims all the ground for Jesus. submit to Him when He seeks to turn your eyes from idols, from yourself; from the past, or the dream of the future...

this is part of a letter i wrote to a friend, longing to be led by the Spirit, but struggling through the practical daily life. how do we abide when we have legitimate decisions to make, work to do, children and husband to care for?

i love how when the Lord has something He’s trying to impress upon us, we can count on Him to tell us over & over…

josh was gone last weekend, so for church we stayed home and i shared a testimony with the kids…

i was thinking about that quote that’s attributed to thomas edison, that creativity (or is it genius?) is 99 percent perspiration and one percent inspiration…

for the past five years we’ve had Land on our hearts…