Stewarding Grace

This blessing is for the goodbye that comes unwanted. When no amount of preparation makes one ready, but it arrives anyway  with it's...

Friday of the 18th Week Trinity/Ordinary Time  It is early morning with the inky blackness of these ever-shortening Autumn days. I compens...

I want to write,  For the words to form, align, and flow. Some days they do and will, But there is this place before that. Where words whisp...

It is a desert.  It is gritty and hot and stretches too far. Trudging and staggering and wallowing through feel necessary.  They are options...

I haven't written in this place for a long time. It wasn't a planned quiet. It just kind of fell, and I'm still not quite sure...

Because sometimes all I can do is ask why? Why does He so faithfully do this every morning? Why does He let me see it and enjoy it for wha...

I am hungry. In a soul-deep, pressing-on-to-reach-sort of way. I have been for some time... 16 years to be exact; Ever since The Living Fa...