Last year, on Good Friday, Derek and I had the privilege experiencing Golgotha, likely the most beautiful interplay between music and narrative we have ever heard. Growing up going to the symphony, opera, and ballet, I have always loved how beauty and meaning can be conveyed through music.

The reality is that, in a city like Barcelona, most people will not truly see the pure and holy love of Jesus in the face or hands of a neighbor.  Whether they be secular locals or muslim immigrants, the Lord is sending us to love and bless many, “so that we might win some.”

One of our favorite mommy/toddler past-times lately is baking together. I mentally/spiritually prepare beforehand by asking God to help me with my control issues and helicopter-parenting tendencies…

I’ve been convicted lately of my weak and inconsistent prayers. If I ask halfheartedly, can I expect Him to answer wholeheartedly?  How often do I pray and not really expect things will change?…