Author: Susan Cazillo

  • January 9, 2024
    This journey had become about much more than running. I set out on the final 3.1 miles literally crying.
  • December 12, 2023
    He knows the pain each of us feels.
  • November 7, 2023
    I was young, unmarried, pregnant, sick, and homeless. Was God real? Broken and alone, I was desperate for stability.
  • October 20, 2023
    Just like a newborn baby, we also have nothing to offer but our utter helplessness and dependency on God for…
  • September 14, 2023
    We felt sad for others because we were sure they couldn’t possibly love each other as much as we loved…
  • August 1, 2023
    The further down I went, the nastier the grime became.
  • July 13, 2023
    The Valley is the scariest, saddest, darkest place I’ve ever lived
  • June 13, 2023
    I wanted to be like Peter, to walk ON the waves of life’s storms, not be consumed by my fear…
  • May 18, 2023
    Read: 2 Chronicles 20:1-30 Reflect: Have you ever felt attacked? Has anyone ever singled you out and tried to unjustly…
  • April 13, 2023
    Background noise can interfere with my ability to hear God clearly.