Have you ever opened your mailbox and felt… seen? Not bills. Not ads.But something that feels like it was placed there just for your heart. That’s exactly what it feels like to receive mail from Living in Light Co.. And once you experience it, you start counting down the days until the next one arrives.

When we think of Jesus, many of us picture bread and wine—especially during the Last Supper. And that picture is true. But it’s also just the beginning. In the time of Jesus, the most common drinks were: Wine (often diluted with water) Water (from wells, cisterns, or springs) Occasionally milk or fermented drinks Wine wasn’t reserved for special occasions the way it often is today. It was part of daily life. But it looked different than what we might imagine.

In the time of Jesus, people didn’t live by schedules the way we do now. There were no time clocks, no eight-hour shifts, no calendars packed weeks in advance. Life followed a rhythm shaped by daylight and darkness, hunger and satisfaction, work and rest, gathering and solitude.People rose with the sun. They rested when it grew dark. They worked, but not in isolation from their families. Children were nearby. Meals were shared. Prayer wasn’t squeezed into the margins—it was w

Today, I wanted to share a simple, comforting meal inspired by foods that would have been common in Jesus’ time — not bread, not lentils, but fish, olives, herbs, figs, and honey. Foods from the Sea of Galilee region. Foods of everyday life.

There’s something about cold weather that makes us crave food that feels like a hug. Not a polite side hug… but a full, blanket-and-socks-and-you-don’t-have-to-talk kind of hug. Enter: chili. Faithful. Reliable. Always shows up when things get chilly — kind of like God, honestly. Whether you’ve had a long day, a long week, or a long season (you know the kind), this is the kind of meal that says: sit down, breathe, and let something warm you from the inside out.

One of the most beautiful truths of our faith is this: our Father in Heaven is a healer. Not distant. Not stingy with grace. Not waiting for us to get everything right first. He is close, compassionate, and deeply invested in our wholeness—body, mind, and spirit. “I am the Lord who heals you.” — Exodus 15:26 And here’s the part that often surprises people: through Jesus, we’ve been invited into that healing work ourselves. Wait, what? We can heal? Read more on healing.

BUYING WITH CARE What we put on our skin matters. What we clean our homes with matters. Who we choose to buy from matters. And yes—even what a product is called matters to me. I’m a reader. I’m a label-turner. I’m the person who wants to know what’s in it, where it comes from, and what the company stands behind. Is it good for me? For my family? For the planet? Not because I’m perfect or extreme, but because my faith and my values don’t clock out when I’m shopping.

Humility is often misunderstood. Many think it means shrinking yourself, downplaying your gifts, or walking quietly so no one notices you. But biblical humility is not about becoming smaller — it’s about becoming rightly aligned. To be humble is to know who you are because you know whose you are.

Gratitude has a way of softening the heart. It slows us down long enough to notice what has always been there—God’s steady hand, His quiet provision, His goodness woven into both the beautiful moments and the hard ones. Today, I’m writing from my heart about gratitude—not the polished, picture-perfect kind, but the daily, practiced, sometimes tear-filled kind that whispers, “Thank You, Father,” even when I don’t fully understand.

Yes! They appear in Scripture more than once. The most famous moment? Esau traded his birthright for a bowl of lentils. Genesis 25. Imagine being SO hungry you give away your family destiny for soup! (I get it… lentils are good, but Esau—buddy, choose a sandwich or something.)

One of the most freeing truths in life is this: you and I were created with purpose, and the largest purpose is to glorify God. Every...

Sometimes life feels like a race we weren’t fully prepared to run. We stumble, fall, get back up, and keep moving forward even when it feels like we’re walking through mud. And yet, through all the chaos, God’s hand is steady. His timing is never rushed, never delayed—it’s perfect. I’ve seen this truth play out in my own life, and maybe sharing a bit of my journey will encourage you not to give up on what God has planted inside you.

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?