It is 4:30 AM. The room is buried in a heavy, uncompromising dark, save for the red numbers on the silent clock that glare loud and clear. Sleep, where are you?I lie perfectly still in bed, listening to the gentle, rhythmic chorus of my family sleeping around me—the quiet, steady hum of the fans moving … Continue reading Guilty Gratitude
Experiences
Conviction Over Condemnation
Life has a way of shifting our perspective, especially as we get older and the years start to slip by. We are reminded that our time here is short, and that "above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins" (1 Peter 4:8). For a long time, I let old … Continue reading Conviction Over Condemnation
A Litany of Ordinary Grace
✨ I thank You for the little things—the mundane, day-to-day blessings I so easily take for granted. 🌙 I thank You for the sleepless nights, for that is when my thoughts come to life. 🛒 I thank You for the trips to the grocery store, for You have provided the means to feed my family. … Continue reading A Litany of Ordinary Grace
Faithfulness Over Busyness: A Spiritual Reflection
Do you ever wake up and still feel completely exhausted?I think we all have those days. They happen to me more often than I’d like, leaving me asking the same frustrating question: Why am I so tired when it feels like I’ve accomplished absolutely nothing?Over the last year, I’ve spent a lot of time evaluating … Continue reading Faithfulness Over Busyness: A Spiritual Reflection
The Little Black Desk
She was once discarded, sitting quietly at the curb, waiting for her story to end. I asked if I could have her, and before long, she found herself in a new home.For a season, she served as little more than a catch-all—a place where odds and ends gathered without much purpose. But in time, her … Continue reading The Little Black Desk
A Child’s Heart
On this day, she experienced fresh air, the love of family, laughter, worship, and good music at JFest. The dirt on her cheek was evidence of a day well spent in God's creation, soaking up the sunshine and making memories. What she doesn't fully understand yet is that something even greater is taking place—that she … Continue reading A Child’s Heart
The Ministry of the Trenches
Once again, sleep evades me. My mind works overtime, keeping pace with the steady, rhythmic whir of the fan beside my bed. My eyes are heavy, my body aches with exhaustion, yet my thoughts are consumed by the sheer number of people who are desperately struggling right now.The trials they are enduring are staggering. They … Continue reading The Ministry of the Trenches
Underneath the Shade
Underneath the shade tree,Where the children play,Their laughter drifts upon the breezeLike any other day. Their innocence we envy,They play without a care;They see no social barriers,With spirits full of flair. Hate is not an instinct;It’s a lesson they are taught.If only they could stay this way—But we know that they will not. When young, … Continue reading Underneath the Shade