Sometimes, you just need to see with your own eyes and feel the impossible win.
The distance between poverty and “self-sufficiency” is a no-man’s land. It’s two steps forward, three back. And there are more enticing reasons to hang on to the help when you can get it than to kill yourself to stand on your own two feet.
May Your unfailing love be with us Lord, even as we put our hope in You. Psalm 33:22
On Thursday night I sat at a round table with co-workers and friends in an enormous room, dining on filet mignon and jumbo prawns, and witnessed contagious, hilarious generosity. Just the sort of evening to breathe new life into a tired writer.
We’re all in a season of something, we might as well live it.
Sometimes, my “better than” comes from wounds. Maybe yours does, too.
the Grandma I wrote about in this post passed away today. she was an example to me of a love that endures at a time when I needed it most.
maybe love does not boast means I don’t need to prove how much I deserve love
Determination only gets so far in the day in day out.
And romantic stubbornness turns cold.