I used to think I knew what my testimony was. It was all about how God took a mess and made it not so messy so I could learn to live...

This picture is kind of how life has felt for a while now - like crumbled up, washed and dried paper. But not just any paper, business...

So often, like Eve, I am tempted to question, "Did He really say?" And "Is He still good and with my best in mind?" Doubt settles in and...