It happened the other morning while I was scrolling through the news with my tea favorite Early Grey beside me. Another headline, another moment of questioning. The world felt unsteady again. I closed the screen, but the unease stayed. It wasn’t only fear about what might happen next; it was the ...

There are some weeks when I wish the assignment were something easier. Something that looked more like beauty and less like breaking. You would think that I would know these things by now, at my age, but He is so kind to gently remind me, again and again. I keep coming back to this quiet convicti...