“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3 NLT 

Are you in need of mending? I’ve never considered myself brokenhearted, but I suppose I am. It’s nigh impossible to travel through this life without wounds and scars.

I do my best to practice spiritual heart health. To not be easily offended when a hurtful word or act has been thrown at my heart, but rather to offer forgiveness when a wrong has been done...

“Can these dry bones live?” It’s easy to fall into hopelessness and despair when it seems life has passed you by. A womb that remained barren, a relationship that never blossomed, a career that never took off the way you expected—your dreams shriveled and dry...

Have you ever come to a bend in the road and hesitated? Not sure what will happen if you take a job in another city or commit to a relationship or share your faith with a coworker—you stall in your tracks.

​There may be a fear factor involved or a risk you’re not prepared to take. Moving forward into the unknown can be intimidating if you’re unsure of what lies ahead...

Ever wish life offered “do-overs”? You can have a fresh start in God and actually – you can rewrite your life story. Paul did it. Jonah did it. You can do it too.
 
Don’t be afraid to consider rewriting what your future looks like. All things are possible with God!

​“If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us.” 1 John 1:8 NIV
 
There is healing in confession. There is healing at the cross. In a society where wrong is right and right is wrong, we’ve lost the power of confession. We’ve lost the gift of self-awareness and the acknowledgment that we are all “sinners saved by grace” in need of a Savior...

It’s almost become a cliché. Are you saved? To the outside world, the question may seem arrogant or even confusing. But for those who have experienced the saving knowledge of God, it’s a valid question that needs to be asked.
 
But how many of us are truly living the full life that God intended at the cross? Salvation may begin there, but if you read through the Bible you’ll find a salvation that encompasses the totality of who we are - body, soul and spirit...

Addiction comes in many forms – a dependence on something other than God to meet your needs and satisfy your cravings. It could be food or entertainment, unhealthy or unholy relationships, an unbalanced need for love or acceptance, or a reliance on drugs, alcohol, or – can I say it – even caffeine.
 
We excuse. We rationalize. We cover up. We deny. But deep within we sense a Holy Spirit prompting that our lives aren’t quite right. We aren’t quite our own. Something else is driving our lives and ultimately, controlling our future.
 
Do you want to be free?

Finding a good friend is sometimes easier said than done. The long two years of the pandemic haven’t helped, polarizing people with varying opinions on masks and vaccines and gatherings. It can be tempting to pull back and allow yourself to become isolated – but to do so means to lose out on the value of true friendship.
 
If we opt out of the work of building a friendship, we can end up like the guy I encountered in a Southern California park one day. I’ll call him Joe, and Joe had an advantage...

There’s a childhood book I loved to read to my children and now to my grandchildren. It’s “My Little Golden Book About God” by Eloise Wilkin and I pretty much have it memorized. There’s one line I love – 
 
“He gives us memories of yesterdays, so that happy times and people we love we can keep with us always in our hearts. For God is love.”
 
Memories are supposed to be wonderful reminders of people, places, moments. We all have reminders built into our lives to remind us of moments past – the seashell you picked up on the beach, the special ring you wear on your finger – a photo, a favorite place, a song that takes you back.
 
I met a girl on a film set in Hollywood who had tattoos all over her body – Disneyland characters and scenes burned in dark ink on her legs, her arms, her chest. A limb from the talking tree Groot wound down her arm and onto her fingers.