The Gift of Beginning Again
Every morning is a chance to start over. Not because yesterday didn't matter, but because today is new. The mistakes you made, the patience you lost, the way you fell short of who you wanted to be, none of that has to define what comes next. God gives you today. Clean. Unwritten. Full of grace. "Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." (Lamentations 3:22-23, NIV) I need this reminder more than I'd like to admit. That I don't have to carry yesterday into...
When You Don't Know What to Pray
There are moments when the words won't come. When you sit in the quiet and try to pray, but all you feel is the weight of what you cannot name. Worry. Weariness. A longing for something to shift. And you don't know how to say it, so you say nothing at all. I wonder if God hears that too. The silence. The ache. The prayers we can't find words for. "The Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans." (Romans 8:26, NIV)...
The Quiet Work No One Sees
There are days when the work feels invisible. You fold the same laundry, answer the same questions, make the same meals. And at the end of it all, you wonder if any of it matters. If anyone notices. If it's making any difference at all. I've been there. In the middle of work that feels small and repetitive and unseen. And it's hard not to measure the value of what you're doing by whether anyone acknowledges it. "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters." (Colossians 3:23, NIV) What...
The Weight of Keeping Things
There's a particular heaviness that comes from holding on to things you were never meant to carry. Old hurts. Unmet expectations. The version of yourself you thought you'd be by now. These things accumulate quietly, and before you know it, you're walking through your days bent under the weight of what you cannot change. I don't think God ever asked us to carry it. But somewhere along the way, we pick it up. And now it feels like letting go would be irresponsible, or weak, or somehow unfaithful. "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I...
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