Listen for the crescendo of music drawing your thoughts into a place of restoration. Gentle notes fill the air so that you can almost see the tones. The songs of the harp, the flute, the lyre, the bells weave a tapestry that wraps your parched heart and mind with...

Remember when dark grief snarled and you shrank in horror of the black night? Sorrow, like an angry monster, pressed down until your breath flew away and you were left choking. But you listened to my whisper. You clung to my words. As you stumbled in the darkness of...

I will soothe your pain, and I will subdue the dragon.
Get behind me, my love. Let me protect you.

Storms of grief roar, filling your mind with chaos. The winds of pain shriek, making you believe you cannot hear me. Focus on my voice instead. You think I am not speaking? Listen. I whisper words of hope, confidence, and life. I speak in the storm. Learn to hear my...

Step into the water and feel the soft sponge caress your skin with warm water. Living water. I love you, dear one, and I pour fragrant sudsy water over your body. No, don’t protest. This is the nature of my kingdom: to serve my children. I rinse away the dust of this...

I know the ground is covered with snow now, but you have touched a flower’s bloom. Remember the silky petals, the sweet scent, the contrast between the colors. The petal is pink or red or purple while the stem and leaves are vivid green. Not only do all these parts...

(God spoke this to me on Christmas Day seven months after Matt passed.) Look back - a quick glance - to see how much progress you’ve made on this mountain. Notice the rugged stones beside your path - and the yellow and purple and blue flowers. Breathe in. Up here, the...

My child, I could sit in a grand palace and control my creation with an iron fist. I could create robots who obey perfectly. But what relationship would come from that? Do you have a friendship with your broom? Or your car? Or your computer? They are tools to achieve...

Look deeper. Further down your path. Let your imagination capture my message. Do you see a waterfall cascading in a steady rumble, flowing in magnificent shades of blues and teal and green? Light glistens as the water rushes down the river. This is my grace, flowing...