belonging

  • What We Were Made For

    There is a lovewe recognizebefore we can name it.A kind of ancient knowing,quieter than desire,pulling at usthough we can’t explain why. We chase its shadows.We settle for echoes.We call anything loveto soothe what aches for a moment. But deep down,something is missing.We feel it in the hollowpleasure can’t reach,in the restlessnessthat never quite sleeps. This…

  • The Holy Hunger of the Heart

    Our hearts were never designed to live empty, so they reach, cling, and hold. We cling to memories, to dreams, to people whose presence steadies us. Relationships are a gift from God—He Himself said, “It is not good that the man should be alone” (Genesis 2:18). Yet even good gifts can grow heavy when we…