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I Found Christ. Then Came the Darkest Season of My Life
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It was like a scene in a movie. Picture the camera set across the street from a cafe, where two people walk out. They face each other briefly, then each turn back and start walking in the opposite direction.
I remember the day vividly from that perspective, even though I was one of the two people walking away from each other.

Learning Courage in the Face of Suffering
This ANZAC Day, I reflect on a story that’s woven into my own family’s history. Like all families, we too carry history of personal stories and experiences of those harrowing times.

Are You Struggling? God Sees You
Today I’m writing for those of you who identify with Thomas more than Peter. Who tend to uncover more questions than answers in your faith.

What It's Like to Wait on God
Some of the very least favourite parts of my life are the days of waiting. Which, I guess, doesn’t say that much. After all, so much of life is waiting for something.

In Praise of Sabbath: On Letting Go
One summer, my family wrangled our carry-ons from Uganda onto a plane bound for six months stateside.
I felt conflicted over this long break, as I tend to find my identity deeply in usefulness and purpose and work.

I Lost My Hearing, But I Still Heard God’s Grace and Love
The year I turned 24, I became virtually deaf. I was talking to my family one night when I realised that I could only pick out two or three words in a sentence. The doctors diagnosed me with sensorineural hearing loss.

How Can We Learn To Live With Stress?
After doing an ultrasound, the doctor told me that I had Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease (GERD). I had to undergo a major lifestyle change. But even as I exercised more, cut back on fried foods, tried to get enough sleep, the hardest part was changing the way I handled stress.

It’s not about having a Mary Martha Christmas
Christmas has crept up on us. And there’s just so jolly much to do. Here we are rushing from one task to another, and before we know it, we’re tired and flustered from it all.

The Day I Broke Down as a Parent—and Found Rest in Jesus
I was a complete mess. The husband was yet at another meeting, so I was stuck with two young children and a baby at witching hour.
When my son accidentally tipped his entire bowl of rice all over the floor—I completely lost it.