Abiding in the True Vine

The gnarled oak toppled overnight, stressed by the torrential rain and wind that suddenly became too much. Wide-eyed children gasped as we drove by in the morning light, wondering aloud how something so mighty could be grounded with a bit of wind. While the outside had been unremarkable enough that I never previously noticed this…

Identified

I’ve always been fascinated by the people in my life who really know who they are. Unapologetically, yet with much love and grace, they know their purpose, are rarely swayed by another’s opinion of them, and move through life with ease. These people always have incredible stories filled with heartbreak and desperation, followed by a…

Jesus Is All

He is all I needHeavenly Bread on which to feedSustains me when spiritual hunger painsDeeply mire my soul in chains He is all I desireDivine Light when darkness is direIlluminates the path of truthRedeems me from sins of my youth He is all I seekHoly Gate a beacon to the weakBeckons sheep who’ve gone astrayInto…