“Faith over fear.” I’ve seen this phrase everywhere lately—on blogs and social media posts, on artwork and t-shirts, in devotionals. It’s simple but deep … and much easier said than done. Recently, I’ve been wrestling with feelings of being woefully unqualified, with inadequacy and self-doubt. Does anyone else feel like they’re totally winging it? Maybe it’s about life in general …
Nolan (my younger son) and I were in car line waiting to pick up his brother from kindergarten, and he asked more than once, “Mom, why are we stopped? … Is Owen done with school yet? … Can I unbuckle? I’m not having fun in this line.” At least he’s honest. And then I thought about the many times I’ve …
I am always amazed to see green peeking out of cracks in the ground where one would think no plant should ever be rooted. Surrounded by dust and dry, hard earth, these tiny reminders of hope spring forth with leaves stretched out toward the light—life and growth where there should be none. Friends, I’ve mentioned “faith over fear” a few …
