Bittersweet Transitions

I stopped to rest my heavy backpack on a rock as I looked out at the stunning scenery around me. The cliffs etched the sky with a purpose as it decorated itself in patches of snow and a hint of wildflowers that scattered near the tree line. With a mix of laughter and conversation, we…

When Words Fail

Life seemed to move in a beautifully crafted pattern of friendly conversation and focused minds. I recalled the melodic days of sitting by the window simply gazing and wondering where life would lead. Where God would guide my steps. Even in the times I felt God crumble everything I knew, I would still wonder in…