Good: An Easter Poem About the Friday That Didn't Look Like It
It's not looking too good. When he kept saying 'my time' I thought it meant His time to rescue us.
When God Gets Into Your Career Plans (And You Let Him)
When people told me I was too smart to be a hairdresser, I spiraled. Then I found God's sovereignty in a blowout chair — and it changed how I see everything.