“We will always stop for beauty, in whatever form it takes. “These arose old memories of how God intended it to be. It is true that we can become accustomed to everything being out of kilter. Children come to believe that parental violence or abusive discipline is normal, but they still have hope for something […]
one year later.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow marks one year since the travel day to end all travel days: the day I began my journey back to this place, wide-eye & expectant, swallowing fast the tears that came in greater waves than I imagined they would, on that first flight to Newark and then again as I watched Inside Out […]
love the hills more
from December 2015– Most of [Jesus’] ministry was performed in the towns and cities by the seashore, but He loved the hills more and at nightfall would frequently seclude Himself in their peaceful heights. [In the same way], every life that desires to be strong must have its “Most Holy Place” (Ex. 26.33) into which […]
love is not a balancing act
I am a first-responder-friend. A friend who always wants to makes the first move, send the first text, be there when the others disappear. It’s just in my heart to want to be there, perhaps because I spent so many years without having anyone be there, without having anyone to be there for, without letting anyone […]
this is no place to rest
God’s people were given a resting place, a land that they could call their own. He gave them victory after victory over their enemies, and led them into the land to rest from all the striving that slavery and war had brought them. But they soon were restless. They looked at surrounding nations and the […]
I am a writer (excerpts).
I wrote over 10,000 words (not including journaling) while traveling last week, and I officially can no longer shake the shocking thought: I want to be a writer. More shocking, the next thought slides up in line: I am a writer. And, so, here are some of those words that I wrote last week, an […]