When Your Words Feel Like They Land in Silence… There’s a certain kind of vulnerability in writing — the kind where you take pieces of your heart, shape them into sentences, and send them out into the world with no guarantee they’ll find a home. It’s not “just content.” It’s a part of you. Your…
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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…