Reflections
The Season of Harvest
There are seasons when we sow, trusting that He sees the unseen work. And then…
In the Wilderness: When God Feels Distant
Morning Ladies, it is so nice knowing i get to spend another morning with you….
Monday: Now That the Stone Is Rolled Away
Monday doesn’t come with choirs or angels.
There’s no earthquake, no blinding light.
Just the choice to…
Saturday: The Silence That Feels Like Defeat
The kind that feels like heaven went still.
Like hope took its last breath yesterday
and left…
Friday: When Love Didn’t Run
He walked there.
Every step dripping with mercy.
Every breath pulling in my shame,
only to exhale forgiveness.
Thursday Night: The Weight Before the Whip
Thursday is where the weight is felt
before the whip is swung.
Where the soul…