I used to think knowing God was like going on a business trip with Him. Planned. Structured. Predictable. Like faith was something I needed to schedule into my life… something I needed to do correctly. I thought walking with God meant having the itinerary. Pray here. Grow there. Arrive at peace by Friday. And if…
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Resting on the Wings of God
Some ideas do not begin as plans. They begin as moments. Quiet ones. The kind that almost pass unnoticed if we are not paying attention. One mid-morning, I was sitting at our dining table writing when I noticed a small bird perched on the stair rail outside. It was not doing anything remarkable. It simply…