The Unknown Current
When the world feels still enough to listen, have you noticed grace moving through you — not as emotion to feel, but as alignment already happening within?
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Changed by the World
I’m not trying to change the world. I’ve just chosen to be completely changed by it.
Grace Doesn’t Need Fillers
We train our children to avoid ah and um, yet fill our own silence with noise.
Maybe grace doesn’t live in the words we speak, but in the space between them—
where sparks enter, and presence begins.
Human Polarity: Privilege or Poverty
Privilege and poverty are not opposites—they’re proof we’ve drifted from union. This reflection traces how ritual, reward, and rhetoric sustain distance, how religion turns doctrine into a ledger, and how the Christ of Proximity restores presence: not gold or gray, but sky returned to breath.
Thine Own Way
Sometimes the songs we sing badly stay with us the longest. “Have Thine Own Way, Lord” was one of those for me—a melody I once mumbled through, now a prayer that shapes the way I live. What I missed in tune, I’ve learned in time: that grace doesn’t need perfection to be heard. It only asks that we stay soft enough to be shaped.
Turning a New Leaf
Parenthood has a way of changing how you understand love. The strength I once measured by how high I could stand is now measured by how gently I can stay. My children have taught me what my mother’s faith began — that love doesn’t always reach upward; sometimes it sends roots downward. And in that quiet turning, Christ meets me again — not in the sky, but in the soil, where breath becomes belonging.
The Trinity Within
The Trinity is not only Father, Son, and Spirit—it is also written in us as love, forgiveness, and kindness. One eternal, one fragile; one source, one echo. Together they form the shape of infinity, with Christ at the crossing where heaven and humanity meet.
Mid-Life: Crossing Instead of Crisis
This past year has been one of letting go, following sparks, facing fear, and listening for whispers. Along the way I’ve remembered faith as my compass — Grace, Presence, and Spark — and begun to see life not as poles in opposition, but as the thread in between that makes us whole. Mid-life, I’ve found, is not a crisis but a crossing.
The Whisper I Keep Hearing
Time is not abundant — it is fragile, fleeting, and holy. This reflection explores what it means to serve not out of convenience but out of urgency, recognizing that life itself is the gift and how we spend it is the offering back.
Grace Where It Hurts Most
Sometimes grace feels easier with strangers than with those we love. Strangers carry no history, but beloveds carry memory, longing, and wounds. Across traditions, this paradox is seen not as failure but as the cost—and the wholeness—of love.