Lately, I’ve noticed something quietly beautiful. Visitors from different countries finding their way to this little space of mine. Different places. Different stories. Different lives. Some of you pause on the homepage, just long enough to look around—like standing at the doorway of a house, unsure whether to step in or move on. And I…
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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…