What grief is teaching me

What grief is teaching me

I lost my younger brother on November 7th. My hand clasped tight in his as he took his last breath. We sang “Jesus loves you” over him, my shaky voice joining my sister’s as she knelt on the other side. Grief. It’s real. Many of you have experienced it. Many of...
I’m not good at praying

I’m not good at praying

When I was a new believer it felt like others knew more about prayer than I did. Their words sounded beautiful, while I didn’t even know where to begin. Some said, “Pray like this.” Others gave me a formula that went something like this  — praise,...