And through it all the answer hasn’t changed.
He has remained the same and He has remained by my side.
someone who will say
i see you.
i love you.
i’m with you.
you matter.
you matter.
And I’ll remember this is not forever.
Grace is.
But this is not forever.
Eternity is right around the corner.
Forever is in the future.
I talked with a friend a few weeks back and encouraged her to write down all the things that she likes and that brings her joy.
I often do this when my mind is having a rough day.
Maybe I like that this question because
it sees past the walls I’ve already built up.
to finally rest
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because of Who we are speaking with.
We are in hands that can make something out of nothing.
Hands that can make our brokenness, beautiful.
Hands that can turn a mess into a masterpiece.
I think I know how I am going to spend my entire life:
Wrestling with grace.
There are probably worse ways to live.
For one reason or a thousand, I can’t grasp grace.
Dear God …
I always think it’s funny that we begin our prayers like we are writing a letter.
It’s funny, but it’s also beautiful.
Did you ever think this is where you would be?
I never thought I would be doing what I am or be where I am.
For all I have done.
For all I have felt.
For all I have feared.
There is grace.
There is hope.
There is love.
There is more to the story.
Reflect. Repent.
We reflect and we repent.
We step forward to turn away.
We hold it before we lay it down.
We speak, but we also hear.
I’ll bring with my this faith, this hope, this love, and this trust.
I’ll seek and I’ll find.
And when you step with faith . . .
And when you go with hope . . .
And when you continue with love . . .
And when you travel into the unknown with trust …
I think that when you begin to live a better story.
my legs stretched sore from yesterday’s Friday
weak from carrying a weeks’ worth of weight
somedays i don’t think i can wait anymore
somedays i don’t think i can carry the weight anymore
veins circulate with leftover hope from forever ago Thursday
reheated from the table on Sunday
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