Let us not fear the in-between as a place of despair but treasure it as the place where true, eternal hope reigns.
A small-scale tour of the goodness of God in 2021.
Twenty years since 9/11, and where are we now?
The world is scary right now, but we can choose to hope anyway.
I show up because I can’t not. But I’m learning a new way.
What strange relief to weep thanks at the feet of the one who robbed you.
In this quiet season, there is a small voice whispering.
A permission slip from Father to world on behalf of a very foolish daughter.
I’m thinking of getting a new piercing. But it’s probably not one you’re thinking of.
Lay down your burden of worry and guilt and trying to make everything okay when it is very not okay.
104 things I want to tell you about my year of covid but probably never will
The paradox of maturing in God: I become wiser by understanding how foolish I am.