Show of hands: Who knows why flamingos are pink? I didn’t know the answer until I was keynoting a recent women’s retreat in Florida. The title of the retreat was “Faith in Full Color: Thriving as God Intended,” and when I walked into the church I grinned in delight as I saw that the décor…
I still remember when I received my first Ash Wednesday mark—a simple cross on my forehead drawn with ashes. On that first day of Lent, I was 21 years old, a senior in college, and brand-new in having a real, honest-to-goodness relationship with Jesus. I had grown up in a loving church—attending services with my…
I saw something fascinating play out during an event this past weekend. Jeff and I were doing a Friday-night/Saturday morning marriage event at a church, and the organizers included a really fun additional element: A professional emcee, Brandon Rushin. Brandon played the part of the “cruise director” for the weekend and ran a series of…
Have you ever called out to God in the hard moments of parenting and wondered if He’s really listening? This week’s guest blog from Author Rachel Wojo will help you consider fresh ways to persevere in prayer, even in the darkest valleys. I’m grateful for her profound insight, and you will be, too. ~ Shaunti…
Lost in decisions about faux greenery and glass floating candles, I’m navigating territory that so many of you—my longtime readers—have already traveled. I’m the mother of the bride. Our only daughter, our firstborn, is getting married in a matter of weeks. She’s the one who made me a mom, and Jeff a dad. She was…
It all started with a gleeful, almost giddy grin. I came home from grocery shopping to find Jeff slack-jawed over the neighbor’s high-powered backpack leaf blower. “This is awesome,” he said, looking at the machinery like it was the Mona Lisa. If you’ve ever heard Jeff at one of our marriage weekends, you can “hear”…
