A seventh-grade runner's decision to run her own race got me thinking about how often I compare my life to others. From parenting to running, I'm learning to make my plans and trust God to direct my steps.

What started as a family trip to Itasca State Park turned into our own little mystery. We spent the afternoon trying to figure out someone else's story, only to be reminded that some endings aren't ours to know.

Sometimes healing looks nothing like we imagine. Naaman faced the muddy Jordan River; I’m facing the dreaded boot. On the other side of obedience is God’s plan— and I hope healing is included.