Brittlebush is one of the most common spring wildflowers in the Arizona desert, especially around Tucson and Phoenix. During the intense summer heat, its leaves dry out and fall off, leaving behind brittle, lifeless-looking branches that blend into the tough desert landscape. Yet, with the return of mild winter rains, the brittlebush awakens. Fresh silver-green […]
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This was the second Christmas since my husband passed away. I couldn’t bear to stay alone in the familiar rooms of our home, where every corner felt heavy with sorrow during this special holiday season. God blessed me with the chance to take a short trip with a dear friend—to step away, even if only
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I left my previous church after my husband passed away. The grief was so intense, and the hurt so raw, that I couldn’t bring myself to go back. The building was full of too many memories, and I wasn’t ready to face them. But life has its strange, unpredictable ways of coming full circle. I
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—Unseen Departures Today, I’d like to discuss a topic that can be confusing. I’m not the only one who finds it hard. My goal isn’t to give final answers, but to promote honest discussion and reflection. In fact, anyone claiming to have absolute truth about mysteries like this isn’t being truthful. 👉 1. Body, Soul,
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— A Simple Favor Became a Call to Pray A year after my late husband and I moved into our new home, a young man purchased the vacant lot in our neighborhood. During our morning and evening walks, we saw him working alone—moving rocks, leveling the ground, and preparing the site for his future house.
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I don’t want to admit it, but I can’t pretend anymore. The loneliness without my husband’s presence feels unbearable at times. Yesterday, a wave of sorrow hit me again. When morning arrived, the heaviness lingered like a shadow that refused to lift, pressing against my chest. Then, a few unexpected texts, simple but kind words
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There are three mesquite trees in my yard. The largest one, which my husband loved the most, bloomed beautifully in spring, but shortly after my husband passed away, it suddenly withered and died. People told me it was just a coincidence, but I couldn’t accept that. Its death mirrored my husband’s passing and symbolized something
This feels too personal to share publicly, but if it brings glory to God—if it shows that His unseen hand is still at work—then it’s worth the cost of my privacy. After losing my husband over a year ago, nothing has eased the weight of grief. Two days ago, I felt overwhelmed by loneliness, emptiness,
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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
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