There is a kind of weariness that arrives quietly. It doesn’t always announce itself. There may be no particular moment to point to, no single thing that can be blamed for it. It is simply there, somewhere between one ordinary day and the next, settling into the spaces where words usually live. Everything may look…
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The Greatest Fumble
I came across a thought recently that made me pause: The biggest fumble doesn’t come as a bag. It comes as a person. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized how easily we can misunderstand what a blessing looks like. Sometimes we imagine God’s favor arriving as something obvious. An opportunity. A…
The Cracks We Keep Patching
On my last trip home, my suitcase came back with a crack. It wasn’t completely broken, but it was enough for me to worry about whether it would make it through the next trip. Before I headed back, I put some heavy-duty glue into the crack. Then I did it again. And again. I wasn’t…
Not Mine to Carry
There are things in life that hurt us in ways we never expected. Sometimes it is something someone did. Sometimes it is something they failed to do. Sometimes it is a loss, a disappointment, an unanswered prayer, a relationship that changed, an opportunity that disappeared, or simply the painful realization that life did not turn…
Somewhere in the World
There are little things that happen in life that make you pause and quietly feel grateful. Not the big, life-changing things. Just small moments that remind you that perhaps our lives touch one another in ways we don’t always see. Lately, I’ve been having one of those moments. I’ve noticed people from different parts of…
The Prayers We Outgrow
This morning, I found myself thinking about some of the prayers I used to pray. Not the prayers I pray now. The old ones. The ones I prayed when I was younger and life looked very different. The ones that felt so important at the time that I couldn’t imagine being okay without the answers…
Look Again
There is something interesting about the way we come to know people. At first, we are curious. When someone is new to us, we want to hear their stories. We notice the little things. We listen closely. There is a natural curiosity about who they are, what they think, what has shaped them. But as…
The Storm Doesn’t Test the Leaves, It Tests the Roots
When a storm passes through, our attention is often drawn to the leaves. The branches bending in the wind. The visible damage left behind. The things we can immediately see. But the storm is rarely testing the leaves. It is testing the roots. The leaves may tell us how strong the wind was. The roots…
The Person God Always Saw
Sometimes I wonder who I would have been if life had been different. If my heart had never been broken. If trust had never been betrayed. If disappointment had never found its way into my story. Would I be softer? Less guarded? More carefree? It’s a question I think many of us quietly carry. We…
The Life That Didn’t Happen
I think one of the quietest thieves of joy is comparison. Not the kind where we compare ourselves to other people. The kind where we compare our lives to the lives we imagine we could have lived. It happens more often than we realize. We wonder what would have happened if we had made a…
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