In a world that prizes outward appearance, one nameless woman quietly broke an alabaster jar and poured out a year’s wages of perfume on Jesus. Her act reminds us that true worship is offering the inner contents of our hearts — our hopes, time, and future — without apology.
Category: Finding God
Last Breath
“I began a poem for that moment, but I know it needs more time and care than I can give right now. Some words can’t be rushed. Until I can return to it, I’ll share instead from my book, Everyday Matters: Words of Life, where I’ve written about the hope we hold in heaven—a hope that steadies us in grief and reminds us of the eternal home waiting for us.”
From Hidden Struggles to Inner Healing
Surrender Some struggles feel like lifelong companions—shadows that follow us from childhood into adulthood. Habits, sins, or thought patterns we’d rather hide away often become the very places where God […]


