Sunday, September 2, 2018 – Loved

Define yourself radically as one beloved by God. This is the true self. Every other identity is illusion.

Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child: The Cry of the Heart for Intimate Belonging

This is something I know deep—deeper than I know anything else—that I am loved, with a love I can’t even begin to comprehend the depths of, by the Creator of the universe.

This Love has fallen over me like a waterfall, I have been undone by it. I have been carried by it, and I have been hidden within it. It has been my abiding joy and peace.

Yet, still, sometimes I tend to lose sight of this most awesome truth.

In the dark, silent hours of the night I pray, as I wonder why about something. The answer comes, soft and clear: not why, but Who.

And I remember.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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