crumbs from His table

Induct me, Lord, into the fellowship of shining faces, The kinship of the radiant,  kintsugi  saints With your gold gleaming through the fra...

O Thou who art my quietness, my deep repose, My rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill, Fair is Thy pavilion, where I hold me still. Back...

. The blooms keep re-enchanting my imagination As they unfurl petals like the woman of chayil Facing the future and all its dire prognostica...

“For we know that the one who raised the Lord Jesus will also raise us with Jesus and present us with you. Indeed, everything is for your be...

  Worlds, stars, atoms, galaxies, Spoken into being—                 Unprecedented. Roses, bluebonnets, honeysuckle, ferns; Holly ...