Here in This Safe Haven

I want this peace—the one I find right here, where I’m held gently. This love that keeps me, holds me tight, and pursues me still.

I want this peace—the one I find right here, where I’m held gently. This love that keeps me, holds me tight, and pursues me still.

Hey, sit down for a while.
Breathe. Have a coffee here on this blog.

It is easy to conform.
It is easy to bend faith into convenience.
But in the end, we are called not merely to believe—but to live the truth.

Pursue it with a full and steady heart,
knowing it will breathe life into you — and into the world around you.

There is joy, even in the stillness. There is purpose, even in the waiting.

You were forsaken…
but You never forsake me.

But again, I wait. Not in frustration, but in faith. Because everything good and beautiful comes in His perfect time.

So if something is nudging you to write, write. The stirring inside you might just be God’s gentle push—His way of telling you, “This matters. Share it. Testify.”

So, let Him hold you.

“I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.”
Because the true mark of a servant is not how much we do for God —
But how much of ourselves we surrender to Him.