redeemed collective.

So every time I worship, I lift my tattooed wrist once again in a reminder of my covenant with Christ. He called me worthy and beloved.

As I sit here in a coffee shop in downtown Baton Rouge thinking about all that has happened in 2020, all I can think about is this one...

Pace. Drive. Ambition. Motives. All words that shape our daily routines. All words that shape how we see the people around us and how we...

It’s Easter season. I don’t know what Easter means to you - maybe it’s happy memories of egg hunts in your yard, or a stiff new outfit...