Uncovering the beauty in this messy thing we call life!
A fragile heart. I don’t think there’s any other kind. Hearts are meant to be tender and soft, able to love deeply, easily damaged. These wounds can cause excruciating pain. But in time, these same wounds allow us to feel more deeply, to have compassion, to love more fully.
We’ve forgotten how to listenHow to sit and just be silentWe’re too quick to leap to answersOr to find someone to blame We worship God on SundaysAnd claim to follow HimAnd yet our words written In places we think unseenMake others into enemiesAnd share hate instead of love We need to seek out othersWho are different... Continue Reading →
This Sunday at church, we watched a clip of a Francis Chan message in which he talks about a man who told him that he was too focused on being radical and was leaving out all of the 'middle of the road' Christians. Francis Chan proceeds to point out that the Bible points to a narrow path... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 