I was born into a home where Jesus wasn’t mentioned. He wasn’t honored, He wasn’t included, He wasn’t followed, and much less, He wasn’t loved. My dad left when I was just 2 1/2 years old. I didn’t grow up in a home where Love was a given factor. At times I was rejected and pushed away. As a little girl, I would fantasize about my dad coming to visit and wishing with everything in me that he would choose to stay. That he would choose to love me, to love us. I simply wanted him to choose me...

Scripture: “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.” — Matthew 7:7 (ESV) God’s provision is often waiting on the other side of obedience but obedience requires both courage and faith. It takes courage to knock on the door God has told you to knock on. That knock might look like applying for the job, having the hard conversation, stepping into a new season, or trusting God beyond what feels comfortable. Courage is not the absence of fear...