If we could see the glimmering graces that soar into life on butterfly wings If we could see how they’re carried naturally on gentle breezes to hearts in need If we could see the way souls open up to receive the beautiful Truth about Love… We would stop wondering why God doesn’t give us more important jobs. […]
I have a son, who is a born dreamer. When he saw his first NBA basketball game, he fell in love with the glory that can be found in sports. He spends a fair share of time fantasizing about breakaway slam dunks and half court buzzer beaters. I cringe when his fantasizing comes across more […]
God buried a treasure deep in your soul, but you don’t need to dig it out. This gold is alive, and it can dance its way to the surface through prayer. From the depths, we were created to rise.
Babies are reminders of the innocence God used to create us. I can’t believe He lets us cradle pure love in our arms. He must really trust the process of life. He must really believe we can all come back to the truth of who we are.
Can a lantern ever really know how much light shines through her into the world? I want you to know I see Christ in you. Thank you for radiating so much Love.
It’s hard to see beauty when she’s dancing in the ashes of our broken dreams. But with chubby cheeks covered in soot, she’s always there kicking up dust, revealing an eternal perspective, which can be hidden but not destroyed.
Miracles are just God being Himself. He overflows delight, leaving trails of brilliance and crowds wondering what else He can do. Faith is just awareness of the marvels God is capable of, allowing ourselves to be lavished in extravagant gestures of love.
I’ve seen the way life’s jungles open up into meadows more beautiful than we imagined. If we want to see God’s glory, we need to persevere. I say: Hack through the brambles, crawl through the muck. Sleep in a damp cave if you have to. Whatever you do, don’t give up. One day, you’ll burst […]
When life knocks us off our horses and tramples us into the mud, it’s easy to forget about God. Next time you’re crushed and defeated, I hope you lift your eyes and Remember: He wants you to rise. written by Nicky Gant 2/16/2018
Always Available The saints are just friends I can call at any hour, without waking anyone up- that’s what they’re here for. What would I do without them?