The Abiding Place
As I sat in the hush, I noticed movement: herons, everywhere. Elegant and strange, like brushstrokes come to life. The white ones came and went; but one blue heron remained, unmoving. Steady. Watchful.
When God Calls You to Plant Without a Harvest Date
Can you imagine if, instead of a neat little number, the back of a seed packet simply read: “TBD days to harvest”?
That’s what this season feels like. Not my flower season, but this life season.
Before She Learns to Scroll, She’ll Learn Who She Is
More than anything, we want her to enter the digital world with a clear heart, not chasing approval, but carrying purpose.
To add beauty. Not noise.
To influence in the truest sense of the word: by being a light.
“What’s in a Name?”: Giving Your Starter the Name She Deserves
…she needs a name. Not just any name — one with soul. One with a backstory that sounds like it could either be a 19th century spinster or a retired librarian from Vermont… or both.