Warp and weft, words for the crossing threads of a weaver’s loom. Warp, running from sky to soil…weft, the length of the distant horizon. I’ve been thinking lately of the One who weaves our lives together, and how He takes those threads and works them into something new, something good. Sometimes, He chooses threads that … [Read more…]
It’s a strange feeling, standing here in this mostly empty house. It has been nearly 3 years, but it still feels like home. It’s hard, renting out the place that once was your home. Hard to let it go and hope that another loves it half as much as you. What’s harder, though, is the … [Read more…]
We drive past the railroad tracks, scars cut thick through the dirt at the end of some road that I’ve driven past a hundred times, but never seen. The shelter is behind a chain link fence, just a low warehouse like any other and who ever thinks about what those buildings contain? Only in this … [Read more…]
There is beauty everywhere, in unexpected places, yes even in the spaces where it seems least likely of all. All around me, the leaves are falling. This is a season of dying, of beautiful dying: the colors burn from every tree, they fly like sparks through brisk air scented with woodsmoke. It is beautiful, all … [Read more…]
Sometimes God gives you a gift, a special gift just for you to let you know that He knows the desires of your heart and He delights in your joy. The sort of gift that is wrapped up in beautiful paper and tied with curls of brightly colored ribbon, the kind with your name on … [Read more…]
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