Christi Dawn
Light. It trickles through a leafy canopy, brightens dewy grass in patches, and highlights a single leaf it falls on. We know the plants awake and smile in return. They even reach back to the warmth. They soak it in, translating its life into rich green. Our whole rhythm of days, even our survival, depends…
I was in Kona, Hawaii. At a giant ministry base that was a hive of activity and missions buzz. I came with a broken heart,…
Jesus, I think of you – Alone in your last hours. Sweating blood, Friends asleep. Even before this – Your withdrawal to lonely places. Tears…
In response to hurricanes inside and out: Quietly, cautiously, I approach with yearning This Power that spoke creation into being, This Defender canopied in darkness….
As a child I came to You in adoration – to see You, sit with You, sing to You in worship. I had no baggage,…
1 Corinthians 13:12 – “For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face…” (KJV) Around 10 a.m. I tried a few…
As waves surge in and beckon out, I want to invite you. Compel you, even – to enter. Put your toes in. Roll up your…