isn’t it neat to think about that love is something so treasured, worldwide, by any person, any nation, any tribe, and any language? love is so powerful. it overflows the heart, softens the hard edges of people, and often transforms people into better versions of themselves. love, i would argue, is one of the only emotions that naturally draws out selflessness . “So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” ‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭13‬:‭13‬

patience, waiting, and stillness are all wonderful virtues to have, and yet some of the most inconvenient lessons to learn. specifically: waiting with intention and not mere idleness. this is something that i feel like the Lord has been really trying to ingrain in me lately, telling me to wait . to be still, rest, and know that He has something wonderful coming. but maybe you find yourself not sure how to be intentional in the waiting. maybe you don’t know what you’re waiti

“... but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious." 1 Peter 3:4 there is something about this scripture that i find altogether lovely. the fact that our very hearts are dwelling places for the Holy Spirit is something that has been placed on my mind lately, and I think that it is the key to this "imperishable beauty." by becoming more like God, we become less full of ou

Vinedresser (noun) a person who prunes, trains, and cultivates vines i romanticize vineyards more than i should, but there is something so lovely to me about them. i imagine a beautiful house on a hill with fields and fields of curated growth surrounding it, all for the purpose of creating something that makes people want to go on an extravagant visit — just for a taste of the hard work and charm that has been done. in biblical times, wine was something used to celebrate wi

How did it feel to stand in awe of the voice of the flaming bush? Tell me, Moses, how did it feel to be in the warmth of the God-flame? I wonder if in place of smoke there was the fragrance of heaven, I wonder if afterwards you wished you could go back again How did it sound, Moses? The voice of THE I AM? Was it as thunderous as The Lion, or gentle as The Lamb? How did it feel to take the sandals off your feet? Tell me, Moses, how did it feel to stand on holy earth then hum

good soil remembers the rain. and my life has been a beautiful portrait of the beauty of Christ's goodness. in ways, it feels as though it hasn't rained in a while, and that is frustrating. in other ways, i wonder if my roots have reached a new depth. and so it is through a lesson of patience and waiting that i eagerly wait for the rain to seep deep enough through the soil, to where my new roots are at. the more i wonder and wait to feel this rain i am longing for, the more m