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Navigating Grief and Joy, Finding to Hope, Seeking Truth, Trusting God and Creating Beauty and a Soft Place to Land

There is something about October mornings. The cri

There is something about October mornings. The crisp air, the changing leaves, and the beauty of watching the sun rise in the stillness, slowly welcoming another day.

I’ve been loving rising a little earlier, each morning to welcome the quiet, and meet the Lord in the silence before the day begins.

Words, Silence, God

I love watching the sun rise, slowly breaking through the darkness. What a powerful thing to look up at the stars still blinking in the sky and then watch as the first rays of sunlight stretch across the horizon. Life is a gift!

I’ve been relishing in the blue skies of October against the rust and amber hues of the falling leaves, as my breath briefly lingers across the chilly morning air as I exhale. The richness of the colors, the beauty of the season, and the simple gift of being awake to witness it all and to greet the morning with renewed hope, more intention and courage, and a heart open to whatever God has in store.

October has always been a teacher.

Even when life looks different than it once did, there’s still beauty and in finding new rhythms we can discover a sweet sense of purpose.

I am noticing more clearly that just as the world around me has changed, I have, too.

I am forever changed by the events of my life. I am nor the same. While I would never have chosen some of the circumstances that brought me here, I am humbled by who I am becoming. By the courage I am finding to step out, take risks, speak up, and offer my gifts in ways I am not sure I would have imagined before.

I haven’t arrived here wherever it may be leading, on my own. God’s grace has sustained me through the darkest moments, and His providence continues to guide me into places I never expected to go. Opportunities are knocking, and even a few dreams are taking shape. AMDG

Getting up each new day has been an act of faith. But there is something particularly sweet about these October mornings. Even when October still stings a little, Just as the seasons change around us, God is still at work within us.

Whatever this season of life looks like for you, may you find the courage to rise, the stillness to hear His voice, and gift to notice October’s beauty.

In a world filled with so much trying to capture o

In a world filled with so much trying to capture our attention, may we remember to seek His light, truth, and presence first.

May we enjoy all the lovely things this world has to offer, while remembering to give God our hearts, our gratitude, and the glory.

May our faith be greater than our fears, our hope stronger than the uncertainty around us, and our love reflect the One who first loved us.

Last night, I shared a little about the joy I find

Last night, I shared a little about the joy I find in creating. Weaving words into stories, beads into bracelets, and finding ways to share faith, hope, and love through the work of our hands.

“Sometimes we weave words into reflections and stories.
Sometimes we weave beads into bracelets, carefully creating something meaningful for someone else to wear. Something that might bring comfort, mark a meaningful anniversary, or serve as a reminder of God’s love.
Sometimes we wrap up orders and send little packages of faith, hope, and love to new customers and those who have faithfully supported our little shop along the way…” 
I ended with these words: “And what a gift it is to be able to do this work.”

Little did I know how much those words would come back to me today.

On this October 13, the Feast of the Miracle of the Sun at Fatima, (one of the bracelets I created and shared in the photo) I found myself on both sides of consolation. Learning how something I had created brought comfort to a grieving mother and a friend, @sisterhoodofthetravelingrelics and then receiving some unexpected comfort of my own during a particularly difficult day.

There were tears. Unexpected conversations. Memories of caring for Jon. And a few moments that made the veil between heaven and earth feel very thin.

It all reminded me why I write and create in the first place. To bear witness to the ways God is at work in our everyday lives, in the hope that someone else might recognize Him in theirs.

Sometimes we have no idea how the little things we do, the words we share, the gifts we give, or the presence we offer might become a source of hope or comfort for someone else.

And sometimes, if we’re paying attention, God allows us a little glimpse of those miracles that radiate like the sun.

I wrote more about this day, the work of our hands, and a few unexpected glimpses of heaven over on the blog.

I’d love for you to read along.

The Work of Our Hands and a Little Miracle of the Sun

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