I’ve come to understand that it’s in the subtle changes where hope is found. Where we are found. But it isn’t easy. Denial has built around me like the weathered bark on that tree.
Read MoreThrough Him, as we survey those closest to us, we are less fearful of falling off a ridiculously high cliff’s ledge. Instead, we find the place in them, so vast and far-reaching, it enthralls us with majestic love.
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Don’t bury your God-givens or make them hermits that live as a recluse in some backwoods, never to be seen. Let fear be a tool by allowing God to shape you.
Read MoreWhen we get sick enough in our hearts, then we come. At least, that’s how it happened for me. To the pit, to the very depths of who I was and who I was not.
Read MoreThere is a hunger for the unknown, the impossible, and the unseen. But we’ve been buried under the world, entombing us in the cares of it.
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My social media feeds have been flooded with racial unrest, refugees and war, abortion, political bickering, financial fears, and marriage issues. They’ve pressed in like a heavy and smothering blanket.
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