This morning, I found myself reflecting on my life journey and what life truly offers: love, loss, grief, and hope. One word came to mind: give. If we want love, we must give love.If we seek blessings, we must be willing to bless others.If we long for sympathy, we must first offer it. Life is […]
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🤔 When people think of Arizona, they often picture a lifeless desert — scorching heat, endless dust, and tall, silent saguaro. I only lived there for a few short years before escaping both the heat and the pain, trading it this year for the Bay Area’s cool summer, lush trees, and vibrant blooms. 👉 But
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I can’t fully describe how my heart feels in a world overwhelmed by domestic violence, political division, and relentless war. It’s more than heaviness — more than hopelessness or helplessness. It is something I feel humanity is losing the power to solve on its own, unless divine intervention occurs. 👉 I have friends on both
This is a difficult question during this tragic time over a precious life lost, when the country is so divided and people are upset on both sides of the aisle. I share this note for myself, and perhaps for you as well—if any part of it resonates with your heart, regardless of your background, beliefs,
When God Permits Evil: Understanding the Pain of Loss Read More »
I’ve been feeling down these past few days — not because of any physical illness, but something deeper. A heaviness, hopeless… like I couldn’t care less about anything at all. Yesterday, a woman named Careen responded kindly to my post “The Struggle with Grief: Is True Healing Possible?” I couldn’t bring myself to respond to
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——–This Wasn’t Safe—But It Was Right 👉 A young lady casually told me a story — simple, but it made me uneasy. She was walking down the street when she noticed a young homeless man. Somehow, she sensed he didn’t look like the “typical” homeless person. Something about him made her stop. They started talking.
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Yesterday, I didn’t know what today would bring. I spent most of it working on my website alone. Then I asked God, “What should I post today?” I heard the whisper: Compare those who are enjoying the day with those who carry grief. While many are celebrating this weekend with family and fun, nearly as
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👉 This past week, I felt utterly drained from writing — like my soul had nothing left to give. All I wanted was sleep… not to rest, but to disappear. 📌 Yesterday, a numbness settled in. With my birthday approaching and my husband gone, I just wanted to hide — to pretend the day didn’t
One Ring at a Time —- A special day I didn’t expect to survive Read More »
My old church used to sing “Holy Forever.” Since my husband’s passing over a year ago, I haven’t heard it again. I have a list of favorite worship songs on my phone’s YouTube, which I listen to during my daily walks—yet, Holy Forever wasn’t on that list. Two days ago, out of nowhere, Holy Forever
The Song Buried in Silence — Until God Played It Read More »
🥲 My most cherished husband passed away over a year ago. Since then, the unbearable grief has transformed into a purpose that has led me to write and share my story, in hopes of bringing comfort to others who are suffering. 📌 I recently finished my first nonfiction novel, Beneath the Eastern Star, and submitted
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