Every once in awhile my Dad tells me story and this poem is about that

Longing for Spring!

Thinking about polarization and individualization and algorithms and you and me and the loss of we

If you are waiting for spring like we are waiting for spring then this one's for you:)

I've been thinking a lot about the way blame and shame is so deeply embedded in our language and this is a little poem about that. Peace and grace to you on your way today.

When things feel like they are too much. He is enough. I am praying for you.

Healing and forgiveness are rarely (never?) a one and done thing. I'm thinking of you and praying for you on your way today. May you know his grace and peace for this hard road.

Something I was a part of recently brought home to me the grim reality that when position becomes more important than posture, some get left out. The very precious in His sight, those He deeply loves ones. Everyone matters. Everyone.

Sometimes the prettiness of the world just has to be noticed.