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I had a beautiful weekend. My brother gave his life to Christ, my other brother from a couple of provinces away was here to witness it,...

I'm sitting on the wooden swing in my backyard, under an aquamarine sky, the wooden slats warm and familiar against my back. Everywhere I...

Passion is a difficult one. I understand the struggle, and I'm by no means past it. But if your passion is in the puppy years, like mine,

The past few months have taught me a lot about myself—for one thing, that I spend way, way too much time in my own head. Novel-writing is...

Last night, somewhere around midnight, I finished a YA fantasy duology that proved disappointing. Despite engaging writing, a unique...

We already know that getting through this life with our faith intact means eternal life, joy, and ecstasy in heaven. But God doesn't just da

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine—how often have I sung those words in Sunday School over the years? Almost every day, I...

Writing The Heir of Ariad was a lesson in patience, awaiting God's inspiration in the steady, perfect doses that always came according to...

Today (aside from being Tasnil the Usurper's birthday) marks the first day of a new year, a new decade, and what could be a new chapter...

At the start of the semester, a friend of mine took the initiative to resurrect a Christian club at our high school from a group that had...

Sometimes answers come slowly, through doubt, like an ice-blurred windowpane that melts into clarity one steady droplet at a time. We...

Despite having spent time with her through the many, many drafts of The Heir of Ariad, when it comes to Salienne (sah-lee-ENN) of the...

Sometimes when the hectic pace of life kicks up a notch, it's the most fundamental things that get abandoned first. Take cleaning for...

In class the other day, someone raised the point that the concept of a "personal Lord and Saviour" was relatively new, historically...