Star for the Journey

Rest

  • When Your Feet Are Still Showing

    Scripture: “Thou art my hiding place and my shield: I hope in thy word.” — Psalm 119:114 I was never especially gifted at hide-and-seek. For one thing, I laughed. For another, I once believed that standing behind a curtain made me completely invisible, even though my feet were clearly sticking out. Apparently, childhood logic insists…

  • The Safest Place on Earth

    Psalm 119:114 “Thou art my hiding place and my shield: I hope in thy word.” There are moments when the soul grows tired. Not necessarily from great tragedy, but from the steady accumulation of ordinary burdens. Another decision. Another disappointment. Another night of unanswered questions. Sometimes we wish we could simply step away from it…

  • Beneath

    The thorn remained. Prayer lingered. And the storm spent itselfagainst the surface. But beneath the noise,beneath the fear,below the surfaceof my knowing, a deeper current moved. Silent. Steady. Unmoved. And though the waters abovewere troubled, something belowremained still. It was there,my soul found rest. If this poem stirred something in your heart, remember that the…

  • The Yoke That Lifts

    A Reflection on Matthew 11:28–30 “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden…

  • The Hand Behind the Horizon

    There are moments when light does not arrive—it unveils.As if the sky itself inhales,and suddenly the world I thought I knewis edged with brilliance—tree branches traced in liquid gold,ordinary walls carrying a quiet glowlike embers remembering fire.In that strange, holy illumination,I feel Your promise move toward me—not in words,but in a certainty that hums beneath…

  • The Sabbath Star: Delighting in the Rhythm of Heaven’s Rest

    Scripture Focus: Isaiah 58:13–14