She is not loud, but she is deep… She is the kind of person who notices small things — not because life has been gentle with her, but because she learned early that meaning often hides in quiet places. She carries faith not as a performance, but as a compass. God is not a concept…
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Why in a Manger?
“This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Luke 2:12 Have you ever asked yourself why Jesus was born in a manger? I think it’s a question that we should ask ourselves more often. The Bible doesn’t stop to explain it in detail….
Genesis 28:16
Surely the Lord Is in This Place “Surely the Lord is in this place—and I was not aware of it.” —Genesis 28:16 Most of us don’t struggle to believe God exists. We struggle to notice Him. We expect God to arrive in clear moments—answered prayers, quiet sanctuaries, well-formed words. We look for Him in places…
God Lives Where?
We grow up learning to call a building God’s house. We lower our voices when we walk in. We sit straighter. We try to behave a little better. And while reverence is good, sometimes the idea settles in too deeply—that God is somehow more present there than He is anywhere else. But Scripture tells a…
Becoming Small
There’s a kind of greatness the world applauds. And then there’s the kind God notices. I’ve been thinking about how often Jesus spoke about becoming small—not invisible, not erased, but willing. Willing to be humbled. Willing to serve. Willing to loosen our grip on needing to be seen or affirmed. “If you want to be…
Don’t Throw It Away
If you are lucky enough to find love, remember that it is there. Hold it gently. Don’t throw it away. Love doesn’t usually arrive with certainty. It comes quietly. It settles into your life through small, ordinary moments—shared silence, familiar laughter, the comfort of being known without having to explain yourself. And because it arrives…
Unforgivable Sin?
The Sin That Isn’t About a Single Moment. I once read that God forgives every sin except one. That sentence alone can make your chest tighten if you let it. It sounds final. Heavy. Almost frightening. But the more I sat with it, the more I realized—it isn’t about one mistake. It isn’t about a…
Where Is Christmas?
Every year, the question shows up again. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just a small wondering that drifts in sometime between the early decorations and the endless lists. Where is Christmas? The song asks it with innocence—almost like a child looking around a room that feels different than they expected. And maybe that’s why it stays…
Finding Comfort in Familiar Things
There’s a certain comfort in the things that don’t change. The mug you always reach for without thinking. The chair that seems to know how you like to sit. The familiar sounds of a home that has heard your silence more than your words. “Familiar doesn’t mean boring. It means safe.” We often chase what’s…
The Quiet Joy of Ordinary Days
Not every good day announces itself. Some days don’t arrive with answers or breakthroughs or a feeling that everything finally makes sense. Some days are simple. Quiet. Unremarkable in the ways the world usually measures meaning. “Not every blessing makes noise.” And yet— they still hold something good. There is a kind of joy that…
Charina.Writes 