Suitcase – MIA!
I’ve traveled enough to know the drill. We step off the plane, tired but relieved, only to face the final hurdle: baggage claim. We stand there, watching everyone else’s bags slide down the conveyor belt like they were personally invited. But ours? Nowhere to be found. How do we feel in that moment when the…
Being Ventable
My dear friend needed to vent. I was “ventable.” Is that a word? I made it our word because, in this world of anger, heartbreak, sadness, brokenness, and loss, God set us up for being burden and weight bearers. He gave us the goods for being encouragers. He built us for relationships that sincerely matter.…