Quiet Thoughts
Letting Go of Perfectionism: A Christian Story ...
She worked with it, not against it. And slowly, the shape emerged—scalloped, uneven, beautifully imperfect. When it was done, she didn’t see a failure. She saw faithfulness.
Letting Go of Perfectionism: A Christian Story ...
She worked with it, not against it. And slowly, the shape emerged—scalloped, uneven, beautifully imperfect. When it was done, she didn’t see a failure. She saw faithfulness.
You Are Enough: A Story for Women Struggling wi...
Later that afternoon, Lena laced up her walking shoes and headed out to the meadow trail behind her neighborhood. She needed to breathe. To think. Or maybe just to be.
You Are Enough: A Story for Women Struggling wi...
Later that afternoon, Lena laced up her walking shoes and headed out to the meadow trail behind her neighborhood. She needed to breathe. To think. Or maybe just to be.
Grace for the Overwhelmed Mama: A Story of Find...
A Messy Kitchen and a Mama’s Prayer – A Story of Grace in the Middle of It All The morning started like most others. Cereal on the floor. A baby...
Grace for the Overwhelmed Mama: A Story of Find...
A Messy Kitchen and a Mama’s Prayer – A Story of Grace in the Middle of It All The morning started like most others. Cereal on the floor. A baby...
Finding God in the Silence – A Faith Story for ...
She shuffled past the rows in her usual slow, deliberate way. As she rounded the corner of the canned goods aisle, a voice stopped her.
Finding God in the Silence – A Faith Story for ...
She shuffled past the rows in her usual slow, deliberate way. As she rounded the corner of the canned goods aisle, a voice stopped her.
When the Clock Doesn't Tick – A Story of Waitin...
The next day, Marie went for a walk. Her feet led her to a part of town she hadn’t visited in months. As she passed the corner bakery, through the...
When the Clock Doesn't Tick – A Story of Waitin...
The next day, Marie went for a walk. Her feet led her to a part of town she hadn’t visited in months. As she passed the corner bakery, through the...
When the Wind No Longer Whispers – A Reflection...
When she finally found him — sitting on a bench near the river, bread in hand — she said nothing. He didn’t speak either. They just sat, listening to water...
When the Wind No Longer Whispers – A Reflection...
When she finally found him — sitting on a bench near the river, bread in hand — she said nothing. He didn’t speak either. They just sat, listening to water...