To recognize God’s hand behind the good things we receive from him is to remove our blinders and see the world as it truly is, filled with his mercy and grace in thousands upon thousands of specific ways.
My Boy’s Question, and Mine Too
Sometimes, the questions we hurl in desperation to the sky are signs we are holding onto the mustard seed of faith entrusted to us, even though we walk weary and broken in this world. Sometimes our why’s themselves are a sign of belief in a world where tornadoes exist.
Grief and Gratitude
We can do both. Weep and shout. And it’s ok if you can’t tell apart the sound of one from the other.
Your One Wild and Precious Life
There is a measure of freedom we experience here, and a sense of fearful trembling too, acknowledging the uniqueness of the one life we alone are called to live before God.
Today We Wait
Easter is coming, but for now we wait. And beloved, though today we may wait, Easter is coming.
Keeping Heart 