The Daily Memo

Imagine walking through the desert for forty years. The heat is relentless, the terrain unforgiving, and the miles unending. You’d expect your clothes to fray, your sandals to split, and your feet to ache. Yet in Nehemiah 9:21, we read: “For forty years You sustained them in the wilderness, they lacked nothing. Their clothes did not wear out nor did their feet become swollen.” That’s more than survival—it’s supernatural provision. God wasn&rsquo…

When Jesus chose His twelve disciples, He didn’t pick twelve carbon copies. He called fishermen, tax collectors, political zealots, and quiet observers. Some were bold and impulsive (Peter), others relational and behind the scenes (Andrew). James and John were fiery “Sons of Thunder,” while John also became known for his deep love. Thomas was cautious, Philip was analytical, and Nathanael was a straight-talker. Matthew bridged social divides, Simon the…

“Therefore put away all filthiness and rampant wickedness and receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your souls.” — James 1:21, ESV Our neighbor decided to till a patch of ground in his backyard to plant a small garden. With food prices rising, it was a practical way to grow his own supply. The soil was turned, the seeds were planted—but the weeds were never pulled. Soon, the weeds grew taller than the vegetables. In fact, he…

Colleen loves her butterflies—swallowtails and monarchs. She nurtures them from the moment their tiny eggs hatch, through their caterpillar days, into the miraculous chrysalis stage, and finally releases them as fully formed beauties into the open air. I’ve watched the bond she forms with them. One swallowtail even returned after being set free, landing gently on her shoulder as if to say, “Thank you for caring for me.” But last week, something…

When your past doesn't define your place in the family of God In 1863, Edwin Booth—yes, the brother of John Wilkes Booth—stood on a crowded train platform in Jersey City. The crowd accidentally shoved a young man near him and fell between the platform and the moving train. Without hesitation, Edwin reached down and pulled him to safety. That man he saved? Robert Todd Lincoln—son of President Abraham Lincoln. Two lives intersected in a moment that…

“And I myself will be a wall of fire around it,” declares the Lord,“and I will be its glory within.” — Zechariah 2:5 Imagine your home surrounded not by a fence, a deadbolt, or a security system—but by God Himself. A wall of fire. Not a destructive flame, but a holy, purifying, impenetrable presence that guards what is sacred and welcomes His glory within. That’s exactly what God promised to His people in Zechariah 2:5. In this,…

I can still picture that cardboard sword in my hand. Eight years old, backyard battlefield, drawbridge made from cutout flaps—ready to conquer the world with a shield I made from a refrigerator box. Back then, the story was simple. Good guys win. Evil loses. Life felt manageable. Safe. Predictable. But dragons grow up. And the lines between good and evil? They blur. Eventually, I found myself in a place where the story I thought I was living had unraveled—and I wasn&rsquo…

Years ago, I watched a remarkable moment unfold at a ministry conference.The event had drawn thousands, and one young man gave a powerful testimony about how he’d come to Christ. He described the moment with emotion and detail, but never once mentioned the name of the person who led him to Jesus. Later, during a break, I overheard someone ask him, “Who was it that prayed with you?”He smiled and said, “Honestly, I don’t remember his name. He…

There’s a pattern woven throughout human history and the story of God’s people: renewal almost always follows crisis. That may seem backward to us. We crave comfort, order, predictability. But Scripture and history tell a different story. When everything stable is shaken—when the idols of culture, self-reliance, or prosperity begin to crumble—something holy begins to stir. Mark Sayers, in a recent conversation with John and Blaine Eldredge, described…