“…faith doesn’t always arrive as certainty, sometimes it arrives as inheritance…”

There are moments in life when the road beneath us feels like a witness ~ quiet, steady, and strangely alive. It remembers the weight of our steps, the seasons we walked through, and the shifts of heart we carried along the way. This week’s Art Spotlight features a piece that arrived exactly in that spirit: a girl standing on a long, earthy red road, her back turned, just about to walk into a horizon that feels both unknown and deeply familiar. When I painted her, I wasn’t th

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…

Healing isn’t a straight road. It’s a gradual walk along long and winding ways, where each bend reveals only a little more of what lies ahea