Ripples beneath a bridge are never wasted. We love to say it: small actions change the world. It’s almost a mantra, a way of reminding…
Glimpses of a Life Wrecked with Grace
Ripples beneath a bridge are never wasted. We love to say it: small actions change the world. It’s almost a mantra, a way of reminding…
The Interruptions Are the Ministry Someone came in carrying the weight of habits and stories that didn’t fit the script. The language was raw, the…
“When scaffolding falls away, what remains is the house being built within.” I’m two weeks into a four-year degree, and already I can see the…
Ministry, for me, isn’t compliance with tradition. It’s defiance with grace. Not pity. Not anger. But rebellion that makes room for connection, growth, and the…
Most people picture enlightenment like it belongs on a postcard. Serene monk. Still water. Maybe a candle flickering on a cushion in some quiet corner.…
I know most parents don’t get much choice. We send our kids to school because we have to — to work, to survive, to give…
You don’t really know how solid your systems are until you’re out of your usual space. At home, there’s structure. There’s rhythm. There’s that certain…
By Rogue Grace – Makeshift Masterpiece My boy needed staples in his noggin.Not a life-or-death moment. But still—he’s mine. He was hurt.And everything in me…
There’s something about being out of your element that cracks things open. When you’re not in your routine — when the coffee tastes different, the…
When grace shows up in green beans instead of pulpits People say things like“a cup of coffee can save a life.” And I used to…