What adequate words are there to describe the love you have for a person who has loved you every moment of your whole life, before you were even aware? The only word I can come up with as my vision yet again blurs with tears is *grace*. It is all—every bit of it—grace.

Remembering a one-of-a-kind, larger-than-life lady.

I share a few cherished memories of my Uncle Jim, who always made God’s love tangible to me.

Precious family memories can become an idol—or they can be the means by which we bear witness to God’s kingdom coming.

A story of an old country church and the faithfulness of God

My sister and I got together this morning to make my Grandma’s butterhorn rolls. I cannot accurately describe them—they can only be experienced.

Our experiences growing our family have not been simple and straightforward.

What verses have most helped you understand what the love of God looks like?