Have you ever caught yourself thinking something about you that you would never, ever say to another human being? “You’re not good enough.” “You can’t do this.” “Everyone else is better.” I have. Many times. And if I’m honest, there have been seasons where what others said became louder than what God said about me. Just like Julia Roberts said in Pretty Woman: “The bad stuff is easier to believe.” But friend—that was never the truth. Words matter.

Thanksgiving is a beautiful holiday because it brings out something tender and true in us. It’s the one of the two days a year where the world seems to collectively pause, take a breath, and say, “Okay, let’s remember what actually matters.”

Anxiety has a way of lying to us. It whispers, “You’re stuck. You’ll never be yourself again. You’ll always feel this way.” But the Word of God speaks a greater truth: “Fear not, for I am with you.” (Isaiah 41:10)

There’s a quiet question that whispers through every heart at one time or another — “How can I be sure I’ll go to Heaven?” It’s not a question born of fear, but of love. Love for God, love for others, and a longing to be near the One who made us. And the beautiful truth is this: God wants us to know His heart and to rest in His promise of eternity with Him. Have faith.

It made me wonder: what would Jesus do? That isn’t just a cliché or a slogan for bumper stickers. It’s a way of living. A daily question that should guide every choice we make.

Let’s talk about one of those big questions that can keep you up at night: “What does God want me to do with my life?”Or maybe more specifically:“What job should I take? Should I start something new? Am I doing the right thing?” If you've ever felt stuck, uncertain, or overwhelmed about your career or calling, you're not alone. It's easy to want a crystal-clear sign from heaven—a booming voice saying, "This is it!" But more often, God's direction comes through stillness

Have you ever had a season where you just felt… lost? You know, the kind of season where your prayers feel like they’re bouncing off the ceiling, you’re not sure which way to go next, and no matter how hard you try to “figure it all out,” everything feels foggy and unclear?