Just Vicky G

“Coffee, God? Really?” I stood in my kitchen, about to make my morning cup, when I heard it clear as day: give up coffee. I’ve worked really hard to hear God in my life, so I listened. No arguing, no delaying—I stopped that day, cold turkey. And the biggest lesson I learned from it had nothing to do with coffee. Lent was always about giving something up for 40 days. But this year made me realize—it may not always be about giving something up. Sometimes God might ask me to pic

My husband said the other night at dinner, “This is one of my favorite meals you make.” It wasn’t anything special—just one of those meals passed down from my father. The kind I’ve made so many times I don’t even need to look at the recipe. The kind of meal that is comfort and makes you feel good after the first bite. I have fond memories of my father making this meal for us when we were kids. He was a truck driver, so he was gone sometimes for days at a time. We always liked

I just spent the last two weeks immersed in the winter Olympics, and it was every bit as wonderful as every other time I’ve watched. Since I was a little girl—tuning in for the Olympic gymnasts (I also wanted to be one!)—I’ve loved the games. The stories of the athletes, the amazing performances they put on, and the way they overcome so much, both personally and mentally, are just some of the things I love about watching. And I think, at its core, I love it because it reminds