There’s no lessening of the mystery.

I come seeking the Christ child.

Look where they led me.

Scripture is so interconnected.

This woman’s loneliness is so powerful.

Soon, they will be the only color.

The sheer number of birds above me is staggering.

What if I thought this way each day?

It has been a dry year in Texas.

I stand at the door and think.

“Don’t be daunted.  Just keep going to the end.”

There’s a profound truth in this new local addition.