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An Ode to Grandparents: A Love That Never Leaves

Today would have been my grandfather’s birthday. Though he’s been gone for some time now, I still find him everywhere – the taste of ice cold root beer on a hot day, an Elvis song on the radio, in the way I create just for joy. This is my ode to him, and to every…

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Love ❣️

My answer to the daily writing prompt: What motivates you?

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A Season of Change 🍂

This season, she is different. Quieter. Speaking less, yet saying more. Going with the flow, but against the grain. Self-assured, yet humbled by the ebb and flow of the simpler life she now lives – the one she’s called to…

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Healing in Honduras: What Tears Can Teach Us

I don’t remember her name. I’m not sure I ever caught it. I wish I did. Her face was soaked with tears. I couldn’t understand most of what she said – my Spanish wasn’t strong enough – but I could feel it. The way she ached to her bones as she tried to catch her…

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Digital Ghosts: Let People Go

Social media makes us believe we should keep everyone we’ve ever crossed paths with in our orbit – forever. But life isn’t meant to work that way. People come and go – that’s normal.

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Log Off & Live

We were never meant to keep everyone we’ve ever met in our pocket. This is an invitation to let go – of old connections, digital clutter, and the weight you didn’t know you were carrying.

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Pressing Flowers, Preserving Memories

I still remember the first time I pressed flowers with real intention. It wasn’t just about saving something pretty – it was about holding onto a moment I wasn’t ready to let go of.

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New Year, New Fruit

As we step into this new year, let’s ground ourselves in the truth of John 15:5: “I am the vine, you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit.”

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Graves into Gardens

The beauty of God’s restoration is that He doesn’t just heal our wounds; He uses them for something greater.

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Emory Kate

born to the heavens – too pure for this place, you rest in the arms of unending grace…

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Garden of Grace

stained red garments – washed winter white; walking through darkness, i found light…

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