Patience, precious one. Patience.

I took a photo a few weeks ago. It was a photo of a small flower. It was beautiful and ambitious, but it had no strength.

Patience, precious one. Patience.

For every day you never crossed my mind.

Now you are no longer a slave but God’s own child. And since you are his child, God has made you his heir. - Galatians 4:7 NLT

For every day you never crossed my mind.

Tragedy and beauty and happiness.

Sometimes I think about tragedy and beauty and happiness and the way they all seem entangled together. How the sting of the cold autumn air brings a certain comfort with it.

Tragedy and beauty and happiness.

Balance is a Core Part of Our Being

I think the reason God designed us to stand upright is to ingrain into the fabric of our reality that balance is a core part of being.

Balance is a Core Part of Our Being