God only allows pain if He’s allowing something new to be born.

Without God’s Word as a lens, the world warps

The prayers we weave into the matching of socks, the stirring of oatmeal, the reading of stories, they survive fire.

Real Love truthfully sees the flaws - and still really loves fully.

There is a way to live the big of giving thanks in all things. It is this: to give thanks in this one small thing. The moments will add up.

In counting gifts, to one thousand, more, I discover that slapping a sloppy brush of thanksgiving over everything in my life leaves me deeply thankful for very few things in my life.

Where ever you are be all there