This moment. When I found myself asking - really asking - if I believed God loves me and sees me as beautiful. I punched open my garage...

I lost my mother over twenty-six years ago. One of my dearest friends lost her mother a week ago. I was thirty-four. My friend is...

Most of us don’t want to talk about the not-so-pretty stuff of life. We’d rather focus on loveliness. Hued sunsets. Tinted leaves. Indigo...

"OPEN YOUR HANDS and your heart to receive this day as a precious gift from Me. I begin each day with a sunrise, announcing My radiant...

One of my life messages is SDWSC (She Did What She Could) from Mark 14:8 where Jesus said of Mary of Bethany's anointing of him, "She has...

You are a mom. Your hands move to comfort, point to guide, poke to prod, grasp to warn, cup to catch, fold to hold. Your feet climb to...

I thought about keeping this one quiet. Or at least quiet-er. Is it really a good idea for everyone to know that I’m turning SIXTY? I...

Do you believe that stones, everyday rocks, actually have voices? Have you ever stopped to listen? I stubbed my toe on this question...

by Elisa Morgan I need your help. I need to know what works for you to connect with God. In real time. Every day. Oh, I could fill this...

By Elisa Morgan I dragged my suitcase down the concourse, its polka dot cheer belying my mood. Behind my set-in-place smile - put there...

By Elisa Morgan Steam curled upward from the surface of the egg casserole. Sugar-glazed donuts and cinnamon buns gleamed from their...

Living with joy, even on bleak days. Really. By Elisa Morgan "Sometimes you have to poke holes in the dark before it bleeds light." -...