During my college journey, I decided to transfer to the University of Minnesota as a sophomore. Coincidentally, two girls from my...

In the middle of my jam-packed day off, it all begins at 5:00 AM. I grab my Bible, gulp down some much-needed coffee, and dive into a...

Cleaning my house recently led to a surprising and disturbing discovery as I moved the couch—revealing a collection of food, dirt, and...

Did the holiday season leave you feeling sluggish and in need of a physical reset? If unhealthy choices took center stage in your...

Christmas Eve is filled with anticipation. In my childhood, I'd incessantly plead with my mom to open a gift during the day, often with...

When I was 8 months pregnant, we went on a double date with friends who had recently acquired a new truck. Despite my relatively active...

Join me on my winter run as I navigate through the recent snowy landscape. After a week of mild weather and temperatures in the 40s, a...

Growing up, I treasured the close bond with my cousin; our families participated in a variety of activities together, including camping,...

Getting out the door during the winter months is, undoubtedly, the biggest hurdle. As winter sets in, I find myself revisiting these tips.

First comes love, then comes marriage, and perhaps a baby in the baby carriage – or not. Life's order is sometimes not a straight line.

Thanksgiving has wrapped up, and if you're an introvert like me, you know the struggle of navigating through the chaos of the holidays.

I was a reserved student, placed in a classroom with a no-nonsense, strict teacher. Then came the day my name appeared on the blackboard.

I set up my Christmas tree and soon discovered an unexpected twist in my decorating plans.

The other day I stumbled across one of my old Bibles – duct taped together, pages torn and tattered, verses highlighted.

As a child, I put my anger into action in unhealthy ways. As an adult, I have learned the importance of pausing.

A stress fracture forced me to put my running goals on hold for two long months.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of update God would give about me at a Parent-Teacher Conference.

During our annual trip to the corn maze, we found ourselves in an unexpected conversation about self-talk – those inner conversations.

Living with God at the center isn't about juggling priorities but about letting God saturate every area of life.

Today was meant to be the day of my goal marathon, the race where I aimed to qualify for Boston. But God had other plans.