Yesterday, when I needed it most, I found a scriptural encouragement on old Mission Challenge letterhead while cleaning out a storage room on the farm where we live.

I never know what messages you are hearing from others, from yourself, from the voice of the deceiver.

I love words! They unlock meaning if you study them out. A word recently blew up in my face.

I was pushing a wheelbarrow across the discipleship training school base next door on my way to pick up some dirt for our garden.

Long trials require exceptional resilience, a healthy perspective, and an ability to stick with it. But we never thought we were in a sprint, did we?

What am I taking to heart?

My pastor was a college professor who had just finished the semester.