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Today's Reflection · October 3, 2026
Finding Grace in Common Hours
1 Corinthians 10:31
When we approach our routine tasks with a heart set on God, the mundane becomes a sacred act of worship. Nothing is too small to be offered back to Him.
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Finding Grace in Common Hours
When we approach our routine tasks with a heart set on God, the mundane becomes a sacred act of worship. Nothing is too small to be offered back to Him.
Finding Strength in Quiet Conversation
Prayer is not a checklist of requests, but a gentle invitation to release our burdens into the hands of the One who loves us most. Through honest conversation with God, we find the stillness necessary to quiet our restless hearts.
Finding Deep Joy In Him
True joy is not a temporary feeling, but a lasting state of being found in our intimate connection with Christ. By abiding in His love, we discover a steady rhythm of peace that remains even when our circumstances fluctuate.
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Known Before You Were Named
A poem for the woman who has been searching for who she is.
Before your mother chose the syllables of your name, before the hour of your birth or the hour of your conception, before any word was said about who you would be or become — He knew you. Not as a file. Not as a record in a larger record. Not as a component of a plan that was really about something else. As a person. As the specific, irreducible, still-being-made person you have always been and are still becoming. You have spent years trying to be known: by the right people, in the right rooms, through the right achievements. You have also spent years being afraid of being known: too much, too difficult, too inconsistent to deserve the full attention of anyone. Both of these are true and neither of them changes what was always already true: He knew you before you were anything and He has not stopped knowing you for a single moment since. You do not have to become knowable. You already are.
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What May Asks of Us
On the particular quality of beginning again in springtime.
There is a particular demand that spring makes of us, and it is not the demand I would have expected. I expected it to feel like relief — the end of the long grey months, the return of warmth and length to the days. And it is relief, partly. But it is also something else. Spring requires participation in a way that winter does not. Winter allows you to stay where you are. It asks very little. It wraps you in the legitimate excuse of cold and darkness and says: you may rest here. May does not allow this. May arrives and the world begins doing things, and there is a quiet expectation that you will do things too. That you will not stay in the same configuration you were in during the long season of waiting. That something will be planted, even if you cannot yet see what it is. I have been sitting with a question this week: what has winter been holding that May is now asking me to bring into the light? For some women it will be a creative project set aside in the heaviness of autumn. For others a difficult conversation postponed month after month. For others a tender, vulnerable hope that has been kept very quiet because the season for it did not seem to have arrived. May does not force these things. But it creates a kind of ambient permission for them. The world is opening, and it seems to say: you may also open. Ecclesiastes reminds us that there is a time for everything — a time to plant, a time to uproot. Discerning which time it is requires attention to the season, inner and outer. May has its particular qualities, and they are not accidental. The same God who orders the seasons is ordering the season of your life. What has been waiting for May?