What He whispers through the poppies
Today it's poppies that speak in their simple, extravagant beauty. Love: “the resolve to make the loved one great.” (J.I.Packer) His love is a love that weaves beauty into the…
Today it's poppies that speak in their simple, extravagant beauty. Love: “the resolve to make the loved one great.” (J.I.Packer) His love is a love that weaves beauty into the…
It was wonderful. Two weeks on the beach, our schedule dictated by the rise and fall of the tide. Our lives bigger than just us, revolving around something completely other.…
I kneel low. Wood dips and pulls, tugging me closer to soaring majesty. What Beauty is this, that pours itself forth in such splendor? I sit small before the rugged peaks,…