Lisa Bain

“I want to do big things for God, but my gifts are small.” A young woman approached me after an event, frustrated and hurt. She was feeling inadequate. “I can […]

Hello? God, can you hear me? Is anybody out there? On my way home from a meeting, I drove through heavy construction, and something felt off. I couldn’t put my

Did you know sitting with a smiling lamb can lower your blood pressure? That’s what I felt as I sunk into a chair with Bradley. I had just ended an

Following another visit to the hospice, my heart felt heavy with emotions I couldn’t quite put into words. Then, out of nowhere, Mabel Joy stopped in her tracks, her eyes

As I sat in my prayer chair this week, I thought about the moments before and after Easter—the in-between moments. How would it have felt to wake up on the

As I reflected this morning, my thoughts tenderly centered on my grandson, Sam. His innocence captivates me, as does his straightforward way of sharing thoughts directly from his heart. His

Mom had a green thumb and so does my sister. Me? Not so much. If a cactus survives in my house for a week, I get excited. As a child,

She held a small wooden cross during every chemo treatment. I sat beside Mom on this day, praying for no side effects, but also prepared for a deep talk. She