Hello! It's been several weeks, a snowless Christmas holiday, and a dive into a new year since I last wrote. Hopefully, you'll be happy to hear that I'm planning on scheduling out my posts so I can share more regularly, and grow while I do it. The other day, I was taking my brother for … Continue reading A Star And A Resolution
This post is featuring some pictures from my camera - and from here on out, all the pictures will be my own. I've always known the Christmas story - it's rooted in my bones. This year, though, it struck me how much I don't know the story. The words are all known, inside and out. But … Continue reading Longing For a King
December. December 2018. This doesn't usually happen, but Christmas snuck up on me, and Time has slipped away. It's been a long time since I've written, and in that time I've learned a lot, caught a new vision for this blog, and have been brainstorming ways to make the vision a reality. It started when … Continue reading Here We Go
It's a little strange being a teenager. I know in theory the things that will lead to a more joyful, rounded life in Christ - contentment, strong faith, selfless love - but I'm new here. I don't really know what I'm doing. And I'm getting the nagging sense that, until eternity, I'll never really know exactly what … Continue reading The Curse Under Adam
Long ago, when the moon wasn’t as old as it is now, and the Americas floated unknown and alone, and the Earth was still the center of everything as far as anything was concerned, a man with dirt-caked feet stood up in front of a swarming crowd and began to tell a story. His story … Continue reading The Talespinner’s Talents: A Story From Matthew
It was late at night, and I had just finished writing my post about music. I loved just sitting there, soaking in all the impossibility of describing such a beautiful thing, and then going ahead and trying anyway. I finished, and clicked "Publish". Then I leaned back in my chair, studying the words I had … Continue reading Small Enough…to Hear the Planets
No words to describe these beautiful strains. It's like an ocean, dripping through your hands, swelling larger than life and impossible to grip. The notes may be tethered by the marks on the sheet, tied down to an understandable rhythm, but that's not their fullness. They want to fly free. I believe music is far … Continue reading The Music of Grace
