The light has been a kind teacher in these early days of reassigning HOME. God uses it to ease my tension the way a shoulder rub extracts a full sigh. And I have needed that – because I did not get this grand saturating sense of relief out of listening to perfectly beautiful words from our friends or from having prayers answered. You’re not shocked, are you? I mean, when does peace arrive on schedule?
Tiny acts of intention matter inside us at times when we feel like our season has been handed to us like a deli number.
(Disclaimer; you may get hungry reading this. Best bring a snack.)
Today I doubted that God was for me. My body felt my thoughts and refused to rally. Maybe you heard. We had a house fire. This is not going to be one of those times where I say things from my life that you can feel in your life, unless you recently had your wardrobe… Continue reading he saves them all
Because I love you, here’s my #bestnine2017 and a video of #1secondeveryday for 2017! If there is one big thing I learned this year, it’s this:
Living wide open and showing your work is the only way to be a light bearer who can be trusted in the dark.
Greeting our homeland at a distance is a beautiful graphic for faith. But between here and there, we just want things to make SENSE.
