Sojourners of His Grace
We are merely passing through—sojourners and pilgrims in this temporary world.
Merrel Ya
Until the Next Brew
Now, as I sit here with his memory, I realize how much I miss that. The love that wasn’t flawless but was real. The person who wasn’t perfect but was present. And perhaps that’s what we hold on to—the moments they gave us, the pieces of them that stay with us long after they’re gone.
Dear Young People,
We crave soft news instead of the Good News. We want validation more than restoration. We value temporary satisfaction over eternal life. And so, we drift with the current, going with the flow instead of standing firm and going against it.
November Ends
It’s easy to feel left behind when everyone else seems to have it all together.
Tears on the Pages
Even when the world fails, Your Word remains.
Lunar Longings
I’ll keep writing—
Hope Lives On
for You never made a promise You don’t honor—
If We Finally Find Home
a peace, a moment of silence
beneath the vast stars at night.
Sufficient Grace
I'm writing this to remind young women and men that you are never alone.
Safe Spaces in the Storms of Life
And in life, we also need a safe space—a haven, a refuge—when trials and struggles overwhelm us.