If I want to heal, know God, and be restored sevenfold, what should I expect but a whirlwind? When God sends a plague, it sets people free.

Keeping the Christ in Christmas is not nearly so important... as keeping the I in Christ.

To those with Lyme, depression, or grief at Christmas: You are not damaged. You are not a Grinch. You are the very embodiment of Christmas

Watching my faith fall to pieces, in the hypocrisy of the Christian church toward those who are suffering

There is a time to break down. There is a time to weep. There is a time to mourn. There is a time to be silent. Take it, and have peace.

I need to realize the self-fulfilled purpose of merely existing. I was created. I lived. He was glorified. It is finished.

Somewhere out there is a young woman whose life has just been derailed by Lyme, unsure if life is still worth living. For her, I write.