Letters from Home
These are slow writings about finding rest at home in God’s presence.
An invitation to hear His voice and nurture your faith.
This space is unhurried. These letters are offered without urgency,
and meant to be received the same way.
These letters aren’t meant to be read all at once.
There is no order here. Begin wherever you feel drawn.
True Worship
Friend,
Last Fall, the church my husband and I planted moved to two services. This shift prompted structural changes within our staff, resulting in new or refined roles. I was content in my position as the Women’s Ministry Director. After a few years, I felt like I finally had a grasp on what to do. I felt secure in my responsibilities and in how to prepare for the coming year.
But I was suddenly thrown a curveball.
A Safe Hunger
A few years ago, I chaperoned my youngest child on a field trip to the Aquarium. Before we left for our adventure, his teacher gathered the class on a rug at the front of the classroom. She proceeded to instruct the class on essential details for the day. One particular detail about lunch left me pondering.
Who is in the Guest Room
We are midway through the final week of the year — that strange stretch where time feels suspended, neither fully behind us nor fully ahead.