Esther’s story begins quietly. There’s no dramatic introduction, no prophecy over her childhood, no grand announcement that she will one day save an entire people group. Instead, Scripture begins her story with this simple truth:

She was an orphan. She was in exile. And she was raised by her cousin Mordecai.
(Esther 2:7)

Nothing about her beginnings suggested royalty, influence, or leadership. If anything, her life looked…

Every January, we resolve to do better.

We write lists. We set goals. We promise ourselves that this will be the year things finally change.

There’s nothing wrong with intention. Discipline can be a gift. Planning can be wise. But Scripture gently reminds us that transformation doesn’t begin with determination, it begins with surrender. Resolutions often focus on control. Surrender begins with…

Some women in the Bible entered the story with status, lineage, or influence. Ruth and Rahab were not those women. They were outsiders; women on the fringes, living in cultures far from Israel, carrying stories that didn’t look holy, polished, or impressive. And yet God took both of them; a former prostitute from Jericho and a widowed Moabite woman, and wove their lives into the most important genealogy in Scripture:

The family line of Jesus Himself.

Their stories remind every woman who has ever felt disqualified, overlooked, unworthy, or “too far gone”:

God doesn’t pull from the elite. He redeems from the margins.

Let’s look at how these two unlikely women, separated by decades but united in destiny, reveal…

“And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night.” — Luke 2:8

Before Jesus ever preached a message, God preached one for Him. Not from a pulpit. Not in a temple. Not to the powerful or the polished. God’s first announcement of the Savior’s birth was delivered to…

“For to us a child is born… and He shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” — Isaiah 9:6

When we think of peace, we often picture quiet. Stillness. Resolution. Everything finally settling into place. But the night Jesus was born was…

Christmas is His birthday. And the way He entered the world tells us everything we need to know about why He came.

Jesus did not arrive in celebration halls or royal chambers. There was no crowd waiting to applaud Him, no comfort prepared in advance. He came quietly. Humbly. Wrapped in cloth and laid in a manger, born into a world already heavy with waiting, brokenness, and longing…