He walks me through the hurtHe carries me through the painHe wraps His arms around meJesus is His name He knows the heart withinHis Spirit living thereThough I may not understandHe shows me that He cares The walk may not be easyHe proved this all too wellYet in the deepest shadowsHis love will still prevail … Continue reading In His Strength I Stand
Finding God In The Little Things
Treasures in Weathered Places
There is a small, quiet barn tucked along a gravel lane where the forest canopy grows thick and deep. To the hurried driver passing by, it is simply an old outbuilding—its red-painted blocks chipped, its door replaced with graying wooden planks, its upper wall patched with mismatched plywood. It bears every mark of time, work, … Continue reading Treasures in Weathered Places
The Halfway Room
We started with a simple, almost naive thought: "How hard can it be to put up a wall?"Turns out, very hard.A week into it, we are only halfway finished, and the place is an absolute mess. Standing in what will eventually be a bedroom, surrounded by dark shadows, concrete dust, and scattered tools, you realize … Continue reading The Halfway Room
The Weight of Our Choices
At the time, I worked for an insurance company. Money was tight, and that job was the single thread keeping food on our table and a roof over my children’s heads. One day, my partner needed proof of insurance to get a tag for his car. He didn’t have coverage, and the pressure on me … Continue reading The Weight of Our Choices
Unremarkable Frame, Unmatched Grace
As I was standing in line at Walmart today waiting my turn at the checkout, my thoughts went to what Jesus "actually" may have looked like. So I came home, finished my tasks, and got to digging. I dove into historical records, first-century Jewish culture, and cross-referenced it with scripture. I found this visual reconstruction … Continue reading Unremarkable Frame, Unmatched Grace
Love Always Leaves A Trail
There are questions that arrive not to demand an accounting, but to settle into the heart like dust in a shaft of morning light: What did you do with the breath I gave you? When the world measures a life, it asks for totals you can write down—achievements, titles, or tasks completed. But standing at … Continue reading Love Always Leaves A Trail
The Fruit We Bear
It’s no secret that I’ve eaten a lot of watermelon over the years. Anyone who has been around my kitchen for five minutes knows it’s pretty much a staple. Most of the time, I get lucky. I look for that dull green skin, find the creamy yellow spot where it rested against the earth, give … Continue reading The Fruit We Bear
The Impression We Leave
What a Glass Screen Taught Me About Grace and Purpose “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” — Psalm 139:13–14 The finger lifts, and there it is—etched in the … Continue reading The Impression We Leave
