In 2020, the average person spent two hours and 3 minutes each day on social media. By 2022, that usage was up to two hours and 29 minutes. Although there are some potential positive outcomes from social media use, like staying connected to friends and family that are geographically separated from you, expressing your creativity,

Do you find yourself waking up feeling exhausted with your brain lost in a mental fog? Do your dreams leave you feeling like you have been running or fighting (fight or flight) all night long? If you do, you are in good company. A recent report from the CDC said that 1 in 3 Americans get

During a weekend retreat I was leading on prayer, I asked the question, “What is prayer?”  After some discussion, we came to a consensus that prayer is conversation with God.  However, after further discussion, we all admitted that most of the time our conversation is pretty one-sided with us doing most (if not all) of the talking.

Have you ever frantically searched for something you have lost? It is usually something important and valuable like your cell phone, wallet, or keys. Your world just isn’t right until the item is back in its proper place (typically your pocket). Everything else is put on hold for those few moments it takes to find

I have always been fascinated by prayer. The whole idea that the Creator of the Universe would invite me to come into His presence is mind-boggling. The fact that He wants to have a conversation with me is overwhelming. The knowledge that He has things He wants to tell me is more than I can comprehend.

There are certain moments in life that are indelibly imprinted upon our memories. Many times these are the “big moments” of life like our wedding day, the birth of our children, or the first time we saw the ocean, mountains or Grand Canyon. Sometimes these moments are seemingly insignificant moments that leave a disproportionately large memory

“Teach me to pray.” I softly utter these words as I sit at my desk in the still of the morning. It is a prayer that I have returned to often in my journey of faith. As I sit in my quiet house with a fresh steaming cup of coffee, I return to this prayer

“Ouch!” I exclaimed as I stub my toe on the corner of the bed. When I get up in the morning, I am not the most coordinated individual these days. Honestly, I never have been. As I walk out to the kitchen to pop a coffee pod into my Keurig, I move like something out

“I’ve got it!” All three of my sons yelled in unison as they tracked the oversized football through the air. We found this football on clearance a few days earlier. It was the size of a beachball with a cloth cover. Soft and bouncy, it was somewhat difficult to catch, yet my sons were having

I always loved to visit Grandma and Grandpa when I was a kid.   It was a great place to be.  They lived in the country, and I was a city boy, so there were always new and exciting things to do.  Grandma was a fantastic cook.  They would let my brother, Matt, and I