The Smallest Things
A handwritten note. Phone call. Text message. A cup of coffee shared between friends. These are not trivial gestures…
A handwritten note. Phone call. Text message. A cup of coffee shared between friends. These are not trivial gestures…
Morning arrives on a hush, like velvet across the skin, settling over the earth…
Every task can be holy when it’s done unto the Lord (Colossians 3:23).
She whispered, “It’s worth it when a child sees beauty in your dirt-stained labor…
Memorial Day, a time to remember not just the names—but the lives…
Now, in this alley with danger she thought about those thistles, her father’s words…
She came alone to honor Him in death. Her grief, a mix of sorrow and reverence…
Beautiful. Unique. An iris transformed from the inside out. It tells a story about grace.
When you go through tough times, open your eyes. Trust Him. He will carry you …