God used the good gift of my fifth baby to bless me and reveal more about him and me. He humbled me and lifted me up.

Our time in prayer gives us the incredible gift of humbly gazing on God’s power, victory, and glory already present in each of our days.

Despite our frailty, somehow, God sees fit to include us in his work of making all things right.

Through tinsel-coated commercials and gripping seasonal stories, the world’s message is clear: the true magic of Christmas is held by children. But is it true?

No one wants to be humiliated. But even as our face turns red, God may be pouring his love into our hearts.