Resurrected Hope
Draw the rain to you, my beloved, in resurrected hope. Lift your hands to the sky. Call out to the clouds to release their waters to pour upon you all their bounty. Let them shower you, cleansing you of yesterday.…
Draw the rain to you, my beloved, in resurrected hope. Lift your hands to the sky. Call out to the clouds to release their waters to pour upon you all their bounty. Let them shower you, cleansing you of yesterday.…
Feel the brokenness in your soul. Let it break. Let it break without fear that you will be rendered fractured, deemed worthless, and tossed away. You have seen that happen time and time again. Something breaks. Its owner throws it…
Listen, my beloved, to the music of nature that surrounds you. Open your ears. Hear creation calling out in serenade to you. Music. It’s in the gentleness of the wind that gushes past, and in the soft breeze that blows…
I am so humbled and blessed to share with you this conversation I had with Dan Mullins from My Camino – the podcast. Thanks, Dan!
Trust is a precious gift. It is a treasure. It is without measure. You cannot trust just a little bit. Either you trust or you don’t trust. Then trust, once committed to, can grow and produce greatness. Trust can unlock doors…
No one knows what you have seen, where you have been. No one knows what gets you going or what stops you from taking another step, frozen in place, motionless. No one knows but me. I know and I care,…