First the darkness, but then the light.

#IStandWithRefugees and so should you.

I'd like to start by introducing you to someone very special. She's nine years old, in the fourth grade, desperate to fit in, but always...

It's a little bit of everything ...

Almost exactly three years ago, I left America for a 2 month trip that change my life forever. I left with five of my friends to spend the s

Communion. It’s not always the most exciting part of church. Especially when it comes in a tiny plastic cup with some sort of cardboard...

My Sunday mornings used to start around 6am. I would wake up, get dressed (to impress), maybe eat some breakfast and rush to church. Once...

This is the story of a girl who did everything right (and failed anyways). The story, my story, starts last October when the first...