While the world often wants us to confirm an ideology of self, God teaches a reliance of Him. Our own strength, wisdom that we have, or even intelligence that we try to rely on - all of this seems small when compared to the creativeness of our Creator.

This is a Character highlight of David.

Autumn has turned its leaves into wine. Aged with wooden vines, flavored with cedar and pine. Morning dew beads the autumn vines, where buried roots drink and intertwine. Pine needles fall where old tree branches, rot. Cold mornings smell of earthworms and wet rocks. Though the creek is shallow, she’s still holding her breath. The moths grow weak and weary searching for death. The cold beckons seclusion, year after year, as I draw inward, God warms up my tears. Words, like ri

Exodus - a going out; a departure or emigration, usually of a large number of people. From the Greek preposition  ek/ex  (ἐκ/ἐξ), meaning "out of," and noun  hodos  (ὁδός), meaning "road,"     2Now after six days Jesus took Peter, James, and John, and led them up on a high mountain apart by themselves; and He was transfigured before them.  3His clothes became shining, exceedingly white, like snow, such as no launderer on earth can whiten them. Mark 9:2&3 (NKJV)   There are ov

World Communion Sunday is celebrated annually on the first Sunday of October.

Though I walk on new ground, new paths, new land, This feels familiar but freshly aligned with where I am supposed to stand. I...

The hour of trial that is to come upon the entire world. The wrath of God that is to purify the unrighteous. The vials that are later described in such fantastic detail throughout the entire book of Revelation. The ultimate ending to the overburdening of evil that seems to plague the creation of goodness that God blesses. This is also a promise of God, but with a way out (always promised from God, too) for those with faith.

This is a poem about the waiting, and how it longs often impatiently.

There are days that I’m good at letting You know how trusting in You I am. Some days I feel You so close that my heart burns as You talk...

My prayers like glitter cascade through my mind. Effervescent lilac-vanilla skies. The pink sunrise mutes the blue night’s goodbye....

While many people inspired by God show us that we can still miss the mark, Jesus is different.

This is a secret place prayer.

A poem about a moment in prayer meeting God's beautiful presence. Amen.

There are all types of moms in this world. Ones who don’t get flowers, ones who don’t want to celebrate the day. Let us be gentle on all...

The best is yet to be. While kind, it is full of hope. Faith is a substance that fuels it, Though trials sometimes seem like a rope....

I will stand, knowing I am the daughter of the most high King.

The statement that Jesus is the light of the world, like many verses in the Bible, is often described as a metaphorical representation of...

Hope is the fuel that gives faith a light, It ignites quicker than the trimmed wick. As a spark that dreams, glowing with warmth. Embers...

Most in attendance during Jesus' ministry likely had the ability to hear His ministering. While it can be interpreted literally, ideally...

Once stoney and covered by fallen boulders, Allowing rubble to be steppingstones to You. Deplete false hope that is not vested in Your...