Sunday - Rest/Faith Reflection

“I sit here as the fourth week of Advent begins…”

“And so this little painting of washing on the line becomes a prayer in itself…”

Dear beloved ones that walk with me here, This quiet Sunday, as the light softens across my little prayer corner, my eyes rest on this simple figure I once painted cross-legged, still, surrendered. A heart in the head. A heart in the chest. A gentle reminder that the truest blessings come when what we know and what we feel finally breathe in the same rhythm. There are days when my head rushes ahead of grace, planning, solving, worrying and other days when my heart carries the

“…God is not done with me yet. Sanctity is already blooming within me , slowly, quietly and faithfully…”

The verse from Jeremiah 29:11 has become more than a promise I hold onto it’s become a rhythm I live within…

This first week of October has been full of movement, of making, and of moments that have asked me to pause and breathe it all in. So...

“Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much…” (Luke 16:10) May this Sunday remind you that the small things...