Sunday Morning Always Comes-Silent Night
Nighttime slumber stills your body and mind and refuels you to awaken to another day. A blank canvas stretches out before you during sleep. Life shuts down and routines are forgotten. And then morning comes… will you awake to the possibilities or will slumber...
The Hands of God
In the dark of night, a cry pierces the stillness. A mother awakens and walks the well worn path to her child’s bedroom. The mother’s gentle touch is all it takes to soothe the crying child. A husband lovingly holds the hand of his wife and rubs his thumb...
What Will You Bring the King?…The Weekend Brew
When the perfect gift is just one more store away… When the perfect holiday decoration is one more Pinterest board away… When the perfect holiday dinner is one more recipe away… When the perfect {you fill in the blank} is just out of reach, what will...
A Generous Heart
When I was younger, I remember Sunday dinners where several of my uncles would frequently join us at the dinner table. My mom graciously opened her house and heart to serve her single brothers with a home cooked meal. The food that was prepared was a Sunday meal of...Light and Love…{An Allume Recap}
An early morning start, shrouded in darkness, marked a weekend in October – the start of three days of friendships, hospitality, and whispers. A slowing down in the middle of my busy became a rush to meet God right there in a Hyatt hotel in Greenville, SC. A...
Sunday Morning Always Comes-Longing
It starts as one flake of white swirling lazily to the ground. You catch a glimpse out of the corner of your eye and then several more flakes join their friend in the dance to the ground. It doesn’t take long before the calm, swirling of snowflakes becomes a...
Where Does Grace Find You?… {Devotional for ALLIN}
Three years ago my life changed dramatically. My foundation was shaken and all I knew about myself was stripped away in that one moment of losing my job. My confidence was shaken and in its place extreme doubt and fear took over. It was in that act of losing...
Whispers of Peace
White crystals whisper down from the sky, floating gently as if without a care in the world. The flakes move as the wind directs, stopping mid flight to brush against tree branches or flying nonstop to blanket the grass, The swirling dance is mesmerizing to watch and...
Sacred Places… {The Weekend Brew}
As a child growing up in a very structured church, a sacred place looked like my church. The rows of pews surrounding the altar, as well as the body of Jesus on the cross displayed prominently behind the altar, were all tangible signs that this was a sacred place. A...Hi, I’m Mary!
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