Recently, I had the opportunity to participate with several members of our Nathaniel Fellowship in an evening worship service at a homeless shelter in the

Speak to the Israelites and say to them: These are my appointed times, the Lord’s appointed times, which you will declare to be holy occasions. CEB  

Every January I dump out three or four tins of stale and broken left-over Christmas cookies, several partially eaten pecan and pumpkin pies, and at

Losing a child is a horrific heartbreak, no matter how old they are. At times one finds difficulty in doing the most mundane tasks. It’s

“Lisa is my very best friend mommy,” my two-year-old said sweetly as we pulled away from Chuckie Cheese after a play date lunch with her

Church ministry, in some form or fashion, has been a part of my life since my early 20s. I’ve worked in the nursery and children’s