I have a specific memory from my time in India that brings that feeling of nostalgia. I don’t remember exactly how long I was on the road, but I remember the sun setting and finding myself enclosed in the darkness of the rural roads of India. Continue reading “Indian Roads”
I was listening to a podcast which reminded me about the importance of having a morning routine. In essence, it’s about giving yourself those first few moments of the day to fuel your Continue reading “A Good Morning”
Four years ago, as I sought to gain independence, I moved out of my parents’ home. I was blessed to find an affordable little nook where I painted one of the walls golden yellow and unknowingly displayed way too much bird Continue reading “A Letter to My Landlords”
She bites. The fruit’s nectar trickles down her hand, down her forearm, dripping to the ground like rain at the bend of her elbow. Continue reading “The Fruit’s Nectar”
In 2 Kings 4:1-7 we read about a widow in desperate need. Her deceased husband’s debt has now become her own. The creditors have threaten to take her sons as slaves. She runs to the prophet of God, Elisha, pleading for help. Her actions spoke the words written in Psalm 121:1, “I lift up my eyes to the mountains – where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of the heaven and the earth.” Continue reading “Jars of FAITH”
