Our tree is up, the lights are glowing, Christmas-cheer-cup overflowing. Presents wrapped and fire aglow, ready for the first big snow. Candles lit and spirits bright, Christ, come into our home tonight. Merry Christmas, readers!
Water. Covered. Everything.
It’s a new morning and a new week. Where is your heart in this moment?
Yesterday I stumbled across a pin with 20 writing prompts for spiritual journaling. I’m a journal junkie, and obviously, a Pinterest junkie, so I couldn’t pass up a quick glance. Before I could double click, one prompt jumped right off the page and really made me think: