Sometimes calling is recognized by others long before it is named by us. For a long time, I didn’t think of myself as “called” to anything in particular. I never had a dramatic moment where God declared my future. What I had instead were small, repeated comments that followed me from my teenage years into adulthood. People would say, “You’re a good listener,” or “You help people think things through,” or “You’re steady—calming to talk to.” At the time, I heard these as observations, not...

In my youth, I sensed that God’s will for my life was being made known through a few relationships and friendships. But like many teenagers, the distractions of life clouded my vision and my ability to hear His voice clearly. I had heard others describe with certainty how God had called them to specific areas of service or occupation, and that was not my experience. My sense of calling felt quieter, less defined. I now know that this view of God was shaped more by my misunderstanding than by...

I find that the phrase “Honor your mother and father”  feels heavy for a lot of young adults. Not because they don’t love their parents—but because that verse has often been used to mean something it was not meant to carry: agreement, obedience, and compliance… even well into adulthood. It leaves many young adults wondering: " If I grow into my own person… if I form my own opinions… if I make decisions my parents don’t agree with… am I dishonoring them?" Some are even told exactly that by...