What if I gave thanks in the trouble, for the trouble, because the trouble is a gift that causes me to turn? What if I loved God not for His goods but for His love itself that is goodness enough?

You, who were made by Love, made for love-- be still and know and watch love come down.

If trust must be earned, hasn't God unequivocally earned our trust with the bark on the raw wounds, the thorns pressed into the brow, your name on the cracked lips.

I only live the full life when I live fully in the moment.

We want clarity -- and God gives a call. We want a road map --- and God gives a relationship. We want answers -- and God gives His hand.

I hunger for filling in a world that is starved.

Grace is alive, living waters. If I dam up the grace, hold the blessings tight, joy within dies... waters that have no life.