Reflections
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…
The Weekend That Changed Everything.
The cross was brutal. The tomb was real. But the resurrection – oh, the resurrection…
Spiritual Warfare: Standing Firm in Faith
The armor of God is designed for standing – not running. In every battle, victory…