You’ve probably noticed that not much on this earth stays the same for long. Flowers bloom and fade. Empires rise and fall. Technology changes before you can memorize your password. We live in a world that upgrades, updates, and unravels at a dizzying pace. But there is one thing—one precious, sturdy, eternal thing—that does not …
Continue reading When the World Shakes, His Word Stays (Psalm 119:89-96)
Have you ever felt like your prayers drift into silence? Like you're scanning the horizon for hope, but it never seems to appear? You're in good company. The writer of Psalm 119 knew that place. He didn’t sugarcoat it. “My soul fainteth for thy salvation,” he said. Not, “I’m a little discouraged,” but “I’m worn …
Continue reading When the Smoke Lingers Long (Psalm 119:81-88)
There’s something sacred about hands. The weathered hands of a carpenter. The gentle hands of a nurse. The strong hands of a father lifting his child to the sky. Hands tell stories. They build, they bless, they hold on when the world comes undone. “Thy hands have made me and fashioned me...” (Psalm 119:73) Can …
Continue reading Crafted by His Hands, Carried by His Grace (Psalm 119:73–80)
You’ve heard it before—probably said it yourself. “God is good.” We nod, smile, maybe add a hearty “all the time.” And most of the time, we mean it. But what about when the road gets rocky? When the doctor’s voice tightens? When the numbers on the bank statement shrivel and the prayers feel like echoes …
Continue reading When God Wraps Gifts in Rough Paper (Psalm 119:65–72)
A Good Word 