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Love, Relearned

We use the word love for almost everything. Songs, friendships, coffee orders, relationships, self care, even the choices we would rather not examine too closely. The more familiar the word becomes, the easier it is to assume we all mean the same thing when we say it. And yet, somewhere along the way, love picked…
Between Intention and Reaction

There was a time when I didn’t even notice how fast I reacted. Words came out before I had fully thought them through. Emotions took the lead, and reflection showed up late, usually after the damage had already been done. It wasn’t dramatic. It was subtle. A tone here. A sharp response there. A knot…
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…
Holy Ground in Messy Places

There’s a kind of mess no one warns you about when you decide to follow Jesus. The ordinary, lived-in kind. The kind that shows up as half-finished prayers, tangled emotions, unresolved conversations, and moments when you stare at the ceiling at 2:14 a.m. wondering how your life drifted this far off the map you thought…
A Large Place to Breathe

Inspired by Psalm 118:5–6 “I called upon the Lord in distress: the Lord answered me, and set me in a large place. The Lord is on my side; I will not fear: what can man do unto me?” You know how some verses don’t just speak to you—they sit with you? Psalm 118:5–6 feels like…
Joy That Stays

Something has always struck me about the way Jesus spoke on the night before His death. If you’ve ever sat beside someone who knew time was short, you know how those conversations feel. No one wastes words on the weather. You don’t circle trivial things. There’s a weight to the moment—a careful choosing of what…
When the Light Hits the Dust

A beam of sunlight slipped into my living room one day and did what sunlight always does when it’s feeling bold—it told the truth. It lit up dust. Dog hair. Little evidence of life I hadn’t noticed… or maybe had noticed and quietly ignored. You know how it is. When the light isn’t hitting things…
A Change in Perspective

There’s something fascinating about the way astronauts describe their first view of Earth from space. Suspended in the vastness, looking down through a window, they talk about a shift that happens almost instantly. Our planet no longer looks crowded or divided. Borders disappear. Conflicts shrink. What they see instead is a fragile, breathtaking home—one shared…
Good Choices… and Better Ones

Most days are made up of small decisions, stacked so close together you hardly notice them. It’s almost like living with a menu in your hands. You choose what to say. What to ignore. What to spend. What to watch. What to eat. What to wear. Who to text back. Whether to push through or…
Finding Enthusiasm When Life Feels Ordinary

There was a time when enthusiasm came easily for me. It showed up in packed bags and countdown calendars. In the promise of mountains and cabins and quiet mornings by a window, watching snow soften the world. It lived in the sound of rain on a tin roof, knowing it was doing good work—washing, nourishing,…