It’s been ten years without you here.
No one can tell me that God doesn’t work miracles in the everyday mundane. We wondered how we’d ever make it without you – but the sun kept rising day after day and the pages of the calendar kept turning and the children keep getting taller and every bit of it is made up of miracles.… read more
I think it’s so easy for us to wonder why God allows certain circumstances to come in our lives and to question His plans. I’ve learned, and continue to learn, that there are a couple of things I need to remind myself of frequently, like pretty much daily, and especially in hard times:
- I am not God.
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This letter to myself at sixteen was originally posted on my old blog on October 12, 2012.
You are so young, so tiny, so new still to the world, to this life. Oh, and the world? It will attempt, many times with great success, to beat you up and drag you down.… read more
I am a self-proclaimed collector of words and when I stumbled upon kintsukuroi and it’s meaning, I immediately loved it. It’s the Japanese art form of “repairing pottery with gold or silver lacquer and understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broken.” And isn’t that what the Lord does with each of His children time and again in this life?… read more
For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction. -Cynthia Occelli
3,287 days ago as the sun was rising, my dad took his last breath of this life.… read more