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A reflection on intimacy, stillness, and the quiet love of God. There's a kind of intimacy that doesn't need to be loud. It doesn't need...

A quiet story of standing still, and being carried. I didn't plan to tell this story. It just happened... the way heaviness sometimes...

Broken places always catch my attention. Maybe because I know what it's like to live with cracks no one else can see. But sometimes,...

The world felt close- but unreachable. I didn't know what to call it for a long time. That feeling of being here, but not really here....

In the barbed stillness, You found me. In the beginning, where was silence. Not because I didn't know how to say it. When I was younger,...