But perhaps that’s mothering, too. Saying what needs to be said and not being able to say everything, too. As the space of listening closes and grows smaller, our hearts grow bigger, our yearning grows deeper, and our love grows fonder.
Thank You, God, that the self-discipline I learned by letting You love me and loving You creates peace within me. Thank You that I now have equanimity—what once was only a hope and aspiration is now a reality. Thank You that when the world is chaotic around me, holy peace exists within me. Thank You that I know how to create peace with You in chaotic, crazy, uncomfortable spaces.
We explore the profound impact of encountering death from childhood to adulthood. Through personal anecdotes—from the loss of a childhood friend and grandparents to the courageous battle of a sister-friend against cancer—we grapple with understanding and accepting our mortality. These deeply personal experiences illuminate how those we’ve lost continue to shape our lives and perspectives. This post encourages us to live with boldness and intention, inspired by those who embraced life fully in the face of our universally terminal diagnoses, reminding us that life is terminal for everyone.
It’s the end of another year and the beginning of a new. The end of the year is an invitation to look forward. It’s like …
Now Ion know about you so Imma talk about me, k?! I think we can all agree that life be life’ing, don’t?! And God be …
“Love, like water, always finds a way.” I remember a pastor preaching that 13 years ago. I won’t ever forget that line. Sometimes, time feels …
Not forgiving yourself will keep you stuck more so than not forgiving others.
Eh-hem, cough, cough. Let me re-phrase.
If you don’t forgive yourself, you will stay stuck.
