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Today’s Verse of Providence is Galatians 5:22–23, and it brings us to the kind of life the Spirit produces in those who belong to Christ. Let’s Eat Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Many of us can rattle those off like a familiar melody. They can sound like a beautiful list of Christian ideals—something stitched onto a pillow, printed on a classroom wall, or placed next…
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Today’s Verse of Providence is Matthew 16:23, and it brings us into one of the sharpest moments between Jesus and Peter. The scene is not merely about Peter being wrong. It is about what happens when influence, affection, and human reasoning become misaligned with the will of God. “Get behind me, Satan!” The Tension Peter had just confessed that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of the living God. That…
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I’ve been thinking about a verse of providence for the day: a verse placed before us in the ordinary course of life that becomes more than something to read. It becomes something to receive, consider, and obey. Today’s verse is James 2:15–16, and it presses us into a truth that requires maturity: Scripture speaks with different kinds of language about works, faith, grace, and judgment—but the Spirit is not confused.…
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Using the verse of the day from the YouVersion Bible app, let’s eat. Today’s verse is Ephesians 2:8–9, and it gives us a simple feast: grace received, boasting silenced, and Christ exalted. Every Soul Is Moving Toward Christ When I process the grace of God that draws us to His Son, Jesus, I think about the human soul’s trajectory. Whether a person believes or does not believe, every soul is…
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I have been listening to a song called Winter Rose, and I have not been able to shake it. Not because it is merely beautiful. Not because it simply sounds sad or romantic. It has affected me because it gave language to something I already feel but do not always know how to say. It made me think of Laura. The other night, I wrote to her: I love you.…
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You are seated now, blind and exposed, back against the podium. The weight of it is punishing as silence presses on your chest. So what is this? Why am I still alive when this feels like death?! Where is the way out of here? How does truth help me? What becomes of my life? You are tired and weak. The chamber is suffocating. There is nothing for you to do…
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The chamber goes dark and completely quiet, no sound, and unable to see your hand in front of you. You grab hold of the podium and feel on top of it. Sacred is gone. You yell out. Hello! What happened!? What’s going on!? I can’t see! Sacred! Helper! Nothing. You think back to what Sacred said, “To be ready for death is to be ready to lay your life down…” And…