Let Go and Let God
Letting go isn’t easy. Whether it’s treasured times, treasured people, treasured routines, or treasured traditions — there’s a little tug at the heart every time. But here’s the truth I’ve come to know: those treasures — good and not-so-good — are threads in the fabric of our lives. Without them, the tapestry wouldn’t be the…
God of the Mountains, Maker of Majesty
Crested Butte, Colorado. Just the name fills the soul with fresh air and awe. This tucked-away treasure isn’t like the bustling ski resorts that make headlines. It’s quieter. Holier, even. Not easy to get to, but maybe that’s what makes it so special — it’s still raw with God’s fingerprints. Carl and I are here…
Lord, Make Me a Ponderer!
Picture this: I’m wrapped in the warm twinkle of our Christmas trees, surrounded by tiny village churches, my mom’s beloved ceramic tree with its colorful little bulbs, and my cherished Nativity sets. The air is filled with the sweet aroma of Maple Sugar Scentsy wax melts, and everything feels just right. I am pondering. And…