How often do we, just like Peter in this passage, lose our perspective and memory of things. Things we have survived, overcome, struggled pa

How could I write about obedience and then argue about something with my parents? The conscience was not helping the imposter syndrome.

A few of you might already have the answer to this. A few of you might even be attending physical locations for services. So,let me tell...

For him, the equation was simple. You and me were worth anything he might have had to face. That, is love. Love is not blind. Love saw every

Growing up, I am sure everyone would’ve heard this from their parents. I for one was a rebellious one and heard the phrase “Obedience is...

I’M LATE…! OH NO..!! RUN..! RUN.! That’s the most common way I wake up. Waking up to people shouting at the top of their voices begging...