A favorite Autumn memory

Jesus did not just give his life on the cross. He gave his whole life… day in and day out.

It was not the morning I hoped for, but maybe it was the morning it needed to be.

I was not-so-secretly afraid of flying.

Incredible. Absolutely incredible.

His faith impacted the world. yet…

Such things I unashamedly wonder 🤔

What if?

And the moral of the story is…

Let darkness be illuminated. Let fragrance fill the room.

I was worried about whether I could stop worrying.

Compassion does not have to be difficult. It does require us to be intentional.

at just the right time

In spite of good intentions and hard work, honest disagreement brought them to an impasse that seemed impossible to bridge.

His Presence appeared through the JOY that filled my heart as I drank in the early morning chatters of baby blue birds within my mailbox… and now within my soul.

One of my favorite parts of the symphony is before the orchestra plays.

Reflections on my Birthday Eve

Early morning thoughts before Retreat

Solitude is not a lonely place