I’d like to tell you a story, bittersweet as it may be. Once, there was a young couple who was very much in love. She fell for his eyes, ornery and full of life as they were; he fell for her spirit, and they kept each other grounded. They married one August day and started their adventure with miles of travel across the states, but settled down near where they had both been born and raised.Five little girls later, their…
I’m currently writing about poems I’ve been writing during this time, a series of prompts called “Pieces in the Pause” by Indelible Ink Writers. To see more, see this post. Do you feel it too? The way the days all run together like a train that’s looked on from afar. You know there are spaces between it, but it’s hard to see, similar to how a lot of us feel right now. Easter came and went without much ado. It was…
It’s a strange time to be alive. God has blessed my family, but I know there are many out there who are struggling right now. I pray peace, protection, and provision over all who read this. If you have a specific prayer request, feel free to leave it in the comments and I will lift up that request to God. It’s often hard to find God during the bleak times of life, but I find that’s when He seems most…
Ever feel like you’re trying to get somewhere but you’re not going very fast? You put in the time and effort, work as hard as you can, yet the amount of things you have left to do feels untouched, unmoved, unproductive? Yesterday, I moved two tons of bricks. At least, that’s what I’ve calculated from my brother’s estimation of the weight upon completion of our little project. And I’m kind of proud of myself. As I write this, we are…
As a result of some recent events, I have found myself reflecting on grief and trusting Christ even in the midst of the grief. This grief that I am talking about is not the loss of someone dear, or the tragic or traumatic experiences one has during their life, or anything that is truly life-altering in a sudden way. The grief I am speaking of is the quieter, more stealthy kind, the kind that sneaks in when you realize a…
You are never further away from me than a realization that You are with me. When I feel nothing more than numb and want to do nothing but cry, You are there. You are there when I see figures in the shadows and danger in the creaks of an old house. You are there when all has run out and I think it’s the end, yet somehow life keeps going. You are there when I feel I have failed, yet…
You don’t despise my weaknesses. You don’t laugh at my humanness. You don’t look at me in shame and wish I could be better. You don’t cut down my broken spirit as a game You play because You enjoy it. It is not a way for You to pass the time or be spiteful. You do not make fun of me for being unable to grasp Your love for me or comprehend Your grace and mercy. You do not tire…