I have been thinking lately about how easily we say the word love. We love coffee. We love summer. We love a favorite song. We love a place we’ve visited once. We love people. We even say we love God. The same word carries everything from a passing preference to the deepest commitment a human…
Category: Prayers
Coffee With My Father
This morning, as I sat quietly with my coffee, I found myself thinking about prayers. Not the prayers I am praying today. But the ones I prayed years ago. The ones whispered through tears. The ones spoken from places of uncertainty. The ones I wasn’t sure God was listening to. As I sat there, it…
Three Seasons, Three Books
There are moments in life when you don’t realize you’re writing a book. You think you’re just surviving a season. Healing quietly. Learning something the long way. And then one day, you look back and realize — it became pages. Over the past few years, different seasons of my life slowly turned into three books….
Charina.Writes 