Brokenness

Brokenness

Often God gives me a word for The Spigot and the ideas surrounding it marinade in my heart and mind for days before writing. For this post, I find myself struggling with what the Father wants me to write. I notice a bit of heaviness as I approach putting thoughts to...
Repair

Repair

Nestled between layers of bubble wrap and paper towels, seashells of varying shapes, sizes, and colors filled the plastic tub. My sister in law mailed a special package from the Florida coast to surprise me; a pile of special shells with mended cracks and broken...
Bruised

Bruised

While walking Joy, I noticed the grasses and reeds along the park path. Covering the open space, these particular blades of brown, tan, gold, and maroon growth pointed to the sky and swayed with the slight breeze. As warm temperatures filled this outdoor field, Joy...