This morning, my sweet Hyway reminded me how closely God listens—especially when we can barely speak. Trapped and trembling, Hyway let out a rare cry. I ran to him, lifted...

In a season of silence and open space, I’ve wrestled with feeling useless—but God is showing me that waiting doesn’t mean wasting. Like Elijah under the broom tree, I’m learning...

“Lately, it’s been quiet. Not faithless—just undone. Like Elijah in the cave, I’ve been waiting…Not for fire or thunder—but for the gentle whisper. Maybe that’s where God meets us now.Not...