There are storieswe were givenbefore we knewwe could choose. They taught ushow to behave,who to be,what to fear. They offered safety—or the illusion of it.And for a time,we believedthat was enough. But sometimes,what kept us safealso kept us small. The names we were...
Be you-tiful.Not perfect.Not polished.Just—you. The you that laughs too loud.The you that gets it wrong.The you that still shows up.The you that tries again. Be you—in the quiet,in the chaos,in the wonder. Because that?That is enough.And that—is beautiful. #ABDLent...
Where there is love,there is God—not in perfection,but in the offering. In the quiet moment,in the tender gesture—there,we meet the divine. Love is not a task.It’s a calling. Not to be perfect.Not to be pure.But to be here.To be present. This—this is the...
I built a housefrom things I thought I knew —words, stories, prayers.I spoke them,desperate for them to hold me,to shield me from the shadows.But sometimes,what comesis silence.And in that silence,something stirs.Not a voice,not an answer —just the sensethat I’m not...
There’s this phrase.Ancient.Simple.Be still.And know.Notice — it doesn’t say,“Hurry up.”Or,“Figure it out.”Or,“Prove yourself.”It says,Be still.In a world that runs,scrolls,chases,achieves —this is a different kind of invitation.To stop.To breathe.To let it be.Because...
The table is where life happens.It’s where we eat.Talk.Laugh.Disagree.Make up.Say the hard thing.Say the beautiful thing.The table is where we return to each other.Where stories are told.Where silence is shared.Where memories are made, even when we’re not trying.It’s...
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