We were created to consume the ancient and whole truth of God.

I’m attempting to get back into the practice of memory work.

Nothing is harder than loving my neighbor as I wish I was loved.

You never know what the future holds.

Cultivating awareness of God’s presence in the hustle and bustle of life.

It wasn’t the Valentine’s Day I would have chosen.

Could Tom teach me to become a receiver?

Abiding in the hope of Advent.

A poet values her place most for its capacity for silence.

Fledgling robins need to walk and hop before they can fly.

The fears we face are anything but fake.