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Reflections

Daily reflections, pairing one of my poems with a photo.

The journey is made up of many moments.

Some shine with clarity, others arrive as questions or quiet whispers. 

Reflections are where these moments are gathered — words shaped into poems, meditations, and stories that trace the ongoing path of My Reunion Tour. 
 
These writings are not essays or articles. They are invitations. They are windows into my own journey of noticing God’s presence in the midst of daily life. Some came as poems scribbled on “Tour Days,” others as prose prayers or honest confessions. All are meant to point beyond me, toward the One who walks with us. 
 
Reflections are not polished speeches. They are living testimony. They remind us that God meets us not just on mountaintops, but in valleys, in detours, even in the quiet of an ordinary day. As the psalmist sang: “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path” (Psalm 119:105). 
 
You are invited to linger here, to read slowly, to listen for echoes of your own story in these words. And perhaps, to be stirred to write your own reflections with God. 

 

Return to home.

 

 

Recent Reflections

It is a beautiful day

Outside this door...

Newborns first see mama. 

Broken lives are mended. 

❤️

...

Our plans are made 

Destination is set 

A new adventure awaits 

The time is close to fly. 

❤️

Yet,...

Sometimes in life

You just have a deep knowing

When it is time to 

Stay or go.

❤️

Staying means the...

In this place, between

What was yesterday and 

What is not yet

The unknown is hard. 

❤️

A single...

So many people today 

Hold tightly to the notion that 

We must take control 

We alone can solve...

When the storm winds arrive,

(And they always will...),

It can be too late to prepare 

For what is...

Turning the page from 64

Savoring a day being born

Surrendered any agenda

This day beautifully...

Bright sunny days can turn

Stormy before you are prepared. 

Mountaintop paths can lead to 

Darkest...

Staying in place.

Cozy. Comfortable. Known. 

Yet, often this is just the time

When You bid us move. 

In the town of Great Bridge

We celebrate a turning point

A small victory which lead 

To the birth...

So grateful for this morning.

In awe of Your unfolding plan.

You take us through dark valleys.

...

Freely given. 

Often undeserved. 

This is Your Way of Love. 

One we struggle to follow. 

❤️

So...