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Read more about the article Let God Define You!

Let God Define You!

Just as I was finishing up my book signing at the International Christian Retail Show 25 years ago, I locked eyes with a woman waiting at the edge of the Guideposts booth.  She’d been there for quite some time. I wondered why she hadn’t moved into my line to get a signed copy of my latest children’s book ... but she hadn’t. “We just ran out of books,” I explained, as I walked over to her, “but I’d be happy to mail you a copy from my personal stash at home.” “Oh, that’s OK. I’m not here for a book,” she said. “I just want to talk to you.”

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Read more about the article Pro-Life—But Are We … Really?

Pro-Life—But Are We … Really?

“I think I’m—” Overcome with emotion, my voice broke before I managed, “pregnant.” My 17-year-old boyfriend released my hand, then raked fingers through his hair. The quiet space between us was weighty, my words seeming to work their way to cognition. After a beat of silence, Bill’s one-word response: “No.”

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Read more about the article Grand Messages

Grand Messages

We know firsts; we do not usually know lasts. I knew this would be my last time with Becky. She spoke. I wrote. Her words were filled with love, grace, and hope. Together we created five precious notes in all: one to her husband, one to each daughter and one for both of her grandchildren.  “When do you want me to deliver these letters?” “After ...”

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Read more about the article When Pickleball Became a Lifeline But Jesus Remained My Savior

When Pickleball Became a Lifeline But Jesus Remained My Savior

“Pickleball saved your life,” someone said to me recently, after I emerged from a frightening health crisis that included COVID encephalopathy and RABIDO.  I knew what they meant—that staying active had strengthened my body. But my heart whispered the deeper truth: Pickleball didn’t save me. Jesus did.

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Read more about the article Lament: A Battle Cry for Hope

Lament: A Battle Cry for Hope

Unasked questions stuck in my throat, and what felt like a huge gulf opened between the God of all comfort and me. I had experienced the loss of two pregnancies and my fallopian tubes. It wasn’t until I discovered the rhythm of lament that I began to find hope in the darkness. When I cried out to God, asking hard questions, I also started listening to him...

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Read more about the article LETTER FROM THE EDITOR: Shutting Up Your Inner Eeyore

LETTER FROM THE EDITOR: Shutting Up Your Inner Eeyore

Remember Eeyore? That gloomy donkey convinced everything was conspiring against him? I’m seeing his “everything’s raining on my parade” attitude showing up everywhere—life is constantly holding us down, holding us back. But here’s the hard truth: we create the atmosphere and we bring it with us.

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