Today, I talked with a lot of hurting people. I talked with a daughter whose Dad is in ICU, With a boy who’s in his 3rd foster home this year, With a lady whose husband used to be a pastor but now won’t even attend church, With her adult son who saw it all happen…

Thirty minutes of writing every day. It’s only thirty minutes; how hard can it be? I put my youngest child down for a nap and put on an audiobook for my three older ones. I sit down at my computer and maximize my writing screen so I can’t see any distracting e-mails or notifications. I…

This morning, I did something that scared me: I invited five women over to my home for muffins and coffee. To be clear, the muffins and coffee part didn’t scare me. Neither did the number of women. What scared me was the fact that I didn’t know some of the women well and they didn’t…