We hear the word holiness and something in us stiffens. It sounds lofty. Untouchable. Like something meant for saints in stained glass, not people with tired hearts and complicated lives. Our church is beginning a series on holiness, and I found myself quietly asking—not out loud, but deep inside— What does holiness actually look like…
Category: pains
Komorebi
Light that reaches you only because something stands in the way. Beauty created by obstruction, not absence. I’ve been thinking about that kind of light lately—the kind that doesn’t arrive freely or fully, the kind that has to pass through branches, through resistance, through layers of things that slow it down. Komorebi is the Japanese…
Peace That Stays
静けさ Shizukesa A stillness that carries weight. Silence that feels inhabited. There is a kind of silence that isn’t empty. It doesn’t rush to be filled. It doesn’t ask for music, conversation, or explanation. It simply stays. not empty—just quiet This is not the silence of being ignored or forgotten. It’s not the awkward pause…
The Pages We Avoid
There are parts of the Bible we return to often—the familiar passages, the comforting words, the verses we already know how to quote when life feels heavy. And then there are other parts we quietly move past. Not because they lack truth. But because they ask us to slow down… and stay. Like Revelation, there…
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…
When Quiet Hearts Still Long to Be Seen
There are days when I notice someone scrolling through my old posts — lingering for a few minutes, reading pieces of my heart I once felt brave enough to share. And even though I have no way of knowing whether those words touched them or were simply passed by, something about it still feels… good….
Some Stories End For A Reason
Sometimes we don’t realize it right away. We hold on, we rewrite chapters in our mind, we hope maybe the next page will make sense of the pain. But life has a way of quietly showing us the truth long before we’re ready to say it out loud. And the truth is, not every story…
The Cycle We Choose to Break
Sometimes, pain doesn’t end where it begins. It travels. It changes hands, it changes faces—but it remains the same pain, recycled in new ways. What was once done to us can easily become what we do to others if we never pause to heal what’s been broken inside. Many of us grew up with words…
Life Worthy of God’s Kingdom
Our one and only simple goal is to live a life worthy of God’s Kingdom— and yet, somehow, we drift. We wake up meaning well, but somewhere between the noise and the need to keep up, our hearts forget. We start collecting things that don’t last. We hold on to offenses that harden us. We…
You Don’t Have To…
You Don’t Have to Carry It Forever. Just because someone projected their hurt onto you doesn’t mean you have to carry it the rest of your life. Sometimes pain passes through people like a storm that doesn’t know where to land. It finds the closest heart—often the kindest one—and pours itself there. And before you…
Charina.Writes 