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“Yet, you have not returned to me.” I stumbled upon that phrase not once, not twice, but five times in the same chapter as I started diving into Amos, the minor prophet. Five times, the Lord allowed utter chaos to tip into their daily lives. Five times, He allowed Israel to repent of their ways. Five times, He held back on pulling out His sword of vengeance. Each time, He found a people who had grown cold to obedience. Each time, He met children who had gotten comfortable in

Before we begin, a quick disclaimer: I know the rest of the world calls it football—as they should—but for the sake of simplicity, I’ll use soccer throughout this blog post. I’m writing this while being amazed by the awe-inspiring beauty of the World Cup. As some of you might be aware, millions of viewers are watching eleven players carry the hopes of an entire nation onto the field. One by one, each losing team is sent home—but not before giving everything they have. In one

“If God is for us, why has all this happened to us?” It’s a question many of us have asked, whether out loud or quietly in the middle of a difficult season. Lately, I’ve found myself asking a different version of it. Like many of us, I’m navigating a season that feels heavier than the ones before it. A season where there seems to be a gap between what God has spoken over my life and the chain of events currently unfolding. Somewhere along the way, my why became how. Same doub