Our Stories Were Meant To Be

Our Stories Were Meant To Be

Psalm 139 has been in my heart and on the tip of my tongue for a long time. Recently, the words have flowed through my mind as a prayer needing to be spoken out loud. I am filled with gratitude as I begin to read the words of the psalm and a sense of belonging fills...
The Beginning of Story

The Beginning of Story

The beginning of story. This is where it starts. Where light meets dark, day becomes night,  and the glory of creation is manifested. A few words start us off and lead us through the most beautiful story ever told. Nothing compares with this story and no other story...
O Come O Come Emanuel

O Come O Come Emanuel

O Come O Come Emanuel O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. We are natural born seekers. Curiosity leads to questions and questions lead...
In the Space of Waiting

In the Space of Waiting

A common thread weaves its way through my heart in the space of waiting. One that is not yet familiar, but needs to become the thread that binds me closer with God. A fabric with two threads manifests itself in the recesses of my mind. The faint fibers of these...
Sitting in the Silence

Sitting in the Silence

As I begin these words, I am sitting in my favorite coffee shop surrounded by comfy chairs, canned music flowing from the  speakers and an employee hurriedly preparing to display Christmas items. Yes, it is the most wonderful time of the year at least according to...

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