There’s something about that number that feels both ordinary and overwhelming. A year. A calendar. A full circle around the sun. And yet… when you really sit with it, it becomes something else entirely. 365 chances. 365 mornings to wake up and try again. 365 days to love someone well. To speak gently. To show…
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Meraki
Some creations don’t just come from skill. They come from the places in us that have felt deeply. There’s a certain way you can tell when something was made with meraki. You don’t always see it right away. You feel it first. A quiet warmth. A sense that someone stayed with the work a little…
One Less Day
We often comfort ourselves with the phrase one more day. One more day to fix things. One more day to say what we meant. One more day to try again. But lately, I’ve been sitting with a quieter thought. Because every morning we wake up, it isn’t really one more day. It’s one less day….
Carrying Rain In Your Chest
Sometimes it’s the simplest moments that catch you. You’re just going through your day. Doing normal things. Nothing particularly wrong, nothing particularly big. And yet… there’s this quiet feeling sitting somewhere inside you. Not loud. Not overwhelming. Just there. Like you’re carrying something you never really had the chance to put down. Some emotions don’t…
Blueprints, Rewritten
A few years ago, I asked this question once before. It’s a question that doesn’t really age. If anything, it grows heavier with time. We spend so much of our lives building—careers, homes, families, reputations, routines. But beneath all of that, there’s a quieter structure taking shape. One you don’t see framed or celebrated. One…
Holiness, From Where We Stand
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…
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…
Ma: Where Meaning Lives
There is a kind of meaning that doesn’t announce itself. It doesn’t arrive with answers or explanations. It waits in the pause. In Japanese thought, ma speaks to that space—the silence, the gap, the breath between moments. Not as emptiness. Not as absence. But as presence. A presence we often rush past because it doesn’t…
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…
Dear 2026
We’re stepping into you without a clean slate. We’re bringing unfinished conversations, tired hearts, quiet hopes, and lessons we didn’t ask to learn but learned anyway. Some of us are coming in stronger. Some softer. Some carrying grief so gently it almost looks like calm. Some still learning that healing doesn’t always need an explanation….
Charina.Writes 