When You Teach on Spiritual Warfare, The Devil Hears

I should have armored up right after class. This past Monday in my Biblical Theology class, we presented our final projects. I taught a 15 minute lesson on why we need to heed the Holy Spirit … because spiritual warfare is imminent. Several pastors and other ministry leaders were there to listen. I talked about … Continue reading When You Teach on Spiritual Warfare, The Devil Hears

Already but Not Yet

It’s almost like all of life is the Saturday between His crucifixion and resurrection. We who love Jesus know He only died once to atone for our sins. You and I know He is our victory forever and ever. But every day is a struggle against rulers and principalities of the world. We grow weary … Continue reading Already but Not Yet

In the Wee Dark Hour

In the deadening corners of our homes, the devil prowls and seeks a weak link to devour. Even when we think we all worship the One true God, the devil can convince someone otherwise. The enemy’s breath can be a sweet aroma, tantalizing our senses. Nevertheless, his determination exists only to diminish the glory of … Continue reading In the Wee Dark Hour

From Behind the Mask

I said to Jason the other day, “No wonder so many have mental health problems after the initial imposed quarantine when nobody WAS SICK. This week’s quarantine made perfect sense.” After a blessed hike and romantic night with Jason, fits of restlessness plagued my sleep last Saturday. We were away. I assumed the best: that … Continue reading From Behind the Mask

On the Precipice

Facing a new chapter in one’s life is like standing on a steep cliff. One step forward, one step taken in your own will … there you will crash and perish. Being still on the precipice, not moving your physical body, clearing your mind, laying your heart upon the altar … you will surely hear … Continue reading On the Precipice


There was a time I lived in Connecticut. A pond near my grandparents’ home was often frozen solid during our Northern winters. My seven year old self wanted ice skates, but Santa didn’t bring those until I was older, when I wasn’t so near to frozen ponds anymore. Remember stuffing your body into a snow … Continue reading Frozen