Forgive me. I failed to hear your voice, and in the silence feared that you had left me. I had trained my ears to hear a booming sound. I yearned for a clear bell, straining to hear the call that would surely come. The loud shout that would rise over the fog with conviction. I raged and wept and writhed in the vast silence my mind perceived. It assaulted my every sense. Why would you not make yourself known to me? I, who strained so earnestly to hear your command. In my presumptuous overreaching I deafened myself to the soft, … Continue reading The Whisper in the Silence

He treats me like I’m a lost bird, delicate and adrift. He tiptoes around me, gently dropping little bits of food, hoping I’ll inch closer, hoping I’ll trust him. But I fell out of my nest too long ago. The world has left its marks on me, and I can’t be domesticated. I’m a lost, scared, fragile bird with broken wings that can’t heal. I watch him from my side of the glass, a barrier that keeps us apart. He looks in at me with eyes full of hope and sorrow, wishing he could mend what’s broken. But I remain … Continue reading The Lost Bird

Smoke still sits on the battlefieldBut I hear music in the airOr is that the ringing in my earsMaybe I’m to shell shocked to careI’ve lost my bearings, I’m not sure whereTo go, or turn, or stop, or stare Looks like rubble around me I told myself I’d never be weak enough to fightYet here I am, sprawled out in a meadowStained with surprise and subtle sorrowNot a mark on me butBewilderment slips out of me like bloodDazed and confused as to exactly what happened Something tells me this isn’t the end Somewhere a lone sentinel standsSeeking my heart with … Continue reading Where were you last night?

We have confined the divine to the hallowed halls of churches, to the extraordinary acts of healing, to the miraculous and the marvelous. We strive fervently to summon celestial fire in our worship, yearning for a tangible sign of the sacred. Yet, in our earnest pursuit, we often overlook the gentle whispers of grace that surround us daily. God’s favor is not solely in the grandiose displays of power but in the tender moments that touch our souls. It is in the warmth of the sun that kisses our cheeks, a reminder of the light that guides us. It is … Continue reading The Divine in Everyday Moments

He walked with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly, each step a gentle glide as if he were floating just above the ground. His movements were unhurried, deliberate, and every so often, he would pause to take in his surroundings with a serene gaze. It was as if he existed in a bubble of tranquility, a world of his own making, untouched by the chaos around him. When I finally mustered the courage to approach him, I was met with a kindness that felt both profound and effortless. His eyes held a depth of understanding, and his smile was warm, … Continue reading The Serene Gardener