Megan Ehrhardt

At 3:47 p.m., something at work needed to be fixed before the end of the day. It was not a major emergency. It was simply one of those problems that takes longer than expected, involves more steps than it should, and shows up at the worst possible time. I tried one solution. It did not work. I tried another. And I kept looking at the clock. Not because the work did not matter. It did. I wanted to finish what needed to be done and leave things in good shape. But my children needed to be picked...

If I truly trust God to provide, why am I paying for Facebook ads? It's a fair question. And it's one worth sitting with — because the answer isn't as simple as "just pray harder" or "God helps those who help themselves."

There’s something about mid-May in Michiana that makes people want to throw open the windows, deep clean the kitchen, and somehow also reinvent their entire lives before Memorial Day weekend arrives. After months of gray skies, heavy coats, and the emotional sluggishness that winter tends to leave behind, spring carries with it this quiet invitation to begin again, even if only in small and ordinary ways. But sometimes the reset we need has less to do with color-coded storage bins and more to...