You might wonder at a name like Unshaken; what kind of woman stands behind a name like that? Perhaps someone who is confident, successful, a woman who not only has a plan, she has a plan for how she will execute her plan. That’s not me. I am both easily and often shaking. Let me…Read more »
Sometimes it is stumbling staggering falling. Sometimes it is crying shouting screaming. Sometimes it is heavy suffocating silent. Sometimes it is only because the alternative is Impossible.
(While in my happy place, I see you clicking play to enjoy the music while you read and gaze upon beauty.) Head bowed and eyes closed, light streams in around me. I ask. I seek. I knock. Troubled by what I cannot see, I need faith for the unknown. Then speaks a gentle whisper: Open your eyes,…Read more »
He Knows My Name
It was the darkest of days. Hope had breathed its last. Dreams were buried. Even after the sun dared shine again, confusion and misunderstanding made dark their minds. What now? What do you do when Faith proves to be vapour? When Hope has died? When Love lays lifeless? You cry. Mary stood outside the tomb…Read more »
Dear Jesus, I’m writing You a letter because today, I really wanted some extra time with my Grandma. I wanted one more chance to sit near her, surrounded by her great cloud of witnesses. In a busy world, there is this nagging ache of loneliness that never really goes away. Yet, in those times gathered around Grandma,…Read more »