And what am I teaching the people I love to believe they deserve? Love has been in the air lately. I've had the joy of attending a couple of weddings, and every wedding has a way of making me thoughtful. There is something beautiful about watching two people stand before the people they love and promise to choose one another—not just on that day, but every ordinary Tuesday and every difficult season still to come. Whether those promises are made before God or simply before on

You can’t exhale before you have inhaled. It’s impossible. Perhaps that’s why I’ve come to believe the same is true of living. There is something almost sacred about stepping outside, lifting your face toward the warmth of the sun, and closing your eyes for just a moment. It isn’t simply that the sunshine feels nice. It’s an experience. It’s an emotion. It’s a place. A place that quietly reminds us we belong to something much bigger than ourselves. When I walk outside each ev

Technology has become one of the hardest-working companions in our lives. My phone navigates me across unfamiliar highways, plays my favorite podcasts, tracks my blood sugar, communicates with my insulin pump, reminds me of appointments, keeps me connected to family, captures photographs I treasure, and somehow still finds time to answer texts, emails, and phone calls. Sometimes I think we expect these little devices to be nearly perfect. The truth is, they aren’t. Like us, t

Our parents write the opening chapters. We spend the rest of our lives discovering that we are the author of everything that comes after. I spent the past couple of days with my family. Although I talk to my mother on the phone several times each week, I only see my parents a few times a year because they live more than three hours away. My mother is a remarkably strong and resilient woman. She was 17 when I was born and she went on to graduate from Emory as a registered nurs